Meet Puck!

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!