Puck lives in Indiana with Jan.
Puck standing proudly in the pet grass, being worshiped by some besotted human.On Feb 20th, 2013 an individual then known as QA2 suddenly noticed he was stuck inside an eggshell that was getting tighter by the minute; with the determination that was to characterize his future personality, he heaved back and smashed that shell to smithereens. Two months later he came to live in Muncie, IN, was rechristened PUCK, and proceeded to rule.
Budgie pride. Like every modern budgie, he has computer skills.Puck has his own account at Amazon, where he orders his favorite millet sprays and stone ground oats from the human part of the store.He is madly in love with a certain plastic penguin-on-wheels named Rosina, and takes care to bap her on the head first thing every morning. After a month here, he said his first words, “My name is Puck.” Apparently, he had been paying close attention. His repertoire is extensive now, half what his human has taught him, half what he decided to imitate on his own. Imagine her surprise when he said, “Are you serious?” for the first time! The sound he imitates best is the rattle of a loose glass flower on his personal venetian mirror.
Puck doing what budgies do, at his play station. Note venetian mirror.
Puck has done much to forward the well-being of budgies everywhere; since he has come to live here, he has met dozens of people who never had seen a bird living indoors as a pet, and in all modesty, he would have to admit he has made some conquests and conversions. His human ruefully notes guests, best friends even, often rush to greet Puck before they take off their hats and greet her! It’s that unbeatable combo of looks, charm, ace flying skills and sparkling conversation. He has also inspired considerable art* and poetry; his human speaks to him in nonsense rhymes, such as: You are a yankee doodle and chicken noodle. May the earth open and swallow her if he didn’t come out with “I am a Yankee Doodle” on the 4th of July this year!
Puck sitting on his Auntie Cathie’s nose. I love his composure.
In addition to being a genius and budgie ambassador to the world, Puck is extremely helpful around the house; his favorite sound is the roar of the vacuum cleaner, so he voluntarily assists with that chore several times a day, since millet shows up all too well on a burgundy carpet. He loves running water and attends his human at dishwashing and shower time. Loves to help cleaning the kitchen floor because not only can he play with his human’s toes, he gets to eat the millet she pops out from between the tiles- if he’s fast enough. For some reason he doesn’t understand, she doesn’t approve of that practice.
The day Puck discovered he was a Hoosier.
* Portrait of Puck painted by painted by Anyes Kadowaki Busby.
Puck’s days are busy, attending to his chores and duties, but in the evening he likes to cuddle up on his human’s chest, right over her heart. He thinks he’s a tough guy, but she thinks he is her darling budgie, her sweet Puck, and the light of her days!
Meet Celeste and Cyan! Named after two shades of blue, these little cuties live in Central Louisiana, United States, with Kamryn and her family.Celeste and Cyan are two spontaneous parakeets, about 6-7 months old. Too young to tell their exact gender, everyone just assumes Cyan is male and Celeste is female.They have only lived with Kamryn and her family for a few weeks, but are extremely friendly and love to perch on anyone and everyone’s head and shoulders. They then proceed to poop on them. House training is a work in progress.
Sadly their wings have to stay clipped because of the size of the house, but they love to flutter around. Especially in front of the window when Milo (their kitty sister that also likes to perch) is locked outside.Their favorite thing to do is perch on Kamryn’s shoulder, snuggle up to her neck, and very loudly “kiss” right by her ear while she is trying to watch a movie.Sometimes Kamryn will take photos of that and add captions, or doodles to them.
Their favorite snack is millet, and the container their vegetables are in.
They have a play gym but all they do is sit next to each other and chirp, like they do everywhere else. Unless the swing is involved. Swings before love.