It was only a matter of time before someone dared to go public with this information. That we had to wait for a cockatiel to do it only underscores the gravity of the situation.
But at least he’s eloquent! Nothing could be clearer than his exposition of the problem. Now it remains for us to decide what to do about it…
Why is the cockatiel singing to the dog while the dog eats? Does anybody recognize the tune?
Our family dog used to pretend to be asleep so that birds would come down to nibble at his dog food. He would then catch them and eat them.
Domestication certainly changes things!
I couldn’t resist this–a hummingbird, sound asleep… and snoring. Who knew birds could snore?
Our cats snore sometimes. And make other little noises in their sleep. But you expect that from cats and dogs. If you watch them sleeping, you can even guess what they’re dreaming about.
Betcha anything birds dream!
How many of you read that headline as “musical cocktail”? But no, it’s a musical bird–who’s learned to whistle the theme music from the classic Mickey Mouse cartoon, “Steamboat Willie.”
I offer this as a little oasis of sanity in a desert of nooze.
What can you say? Baby birds are cute! I love the way this baby tern waddles excitedly back and forth, eagerly awaiting dinner; and his parents bring him a nice fresh baitfish–a sand eel–and try to teach him how to eat it. Without hands, teeth, knife, or fork. Try it sometime.
How do these birds know not to take a chunk out of a baby? And how do the babies know not to squeeze or swat at the bird? There seems to be some kind of understanding here… which I don’t understand.
Why is this woodpecker pecking so energetically at what looks to be a metal window frame? Look at the expression on his face when he pauses: his wheels are turning. He has a reason for doing this, and he seems to be wondering why a certain thing, known only to himself, hasn’t happened.
If only we could get into animals’ minds!
(Short, but I couldn’t resist it.)
Who says birds are dumb? This cockatiel knows that the best time to sing a lullaby is when the baby’s already asleep. And he gives the baby gentle kisses, too. What more could you ask? Okay, my mother would’ve had a fit; but I’ve gotta believe that being loved by animals is wonderful for a human baby’s development.
And I’m sure the cat who’s being upstaged here would agree with me.
I was sure I could find birds playing with a spring-powered boing-boing door stopper, but it took me a while to find this little video. This is probably as far as I want to take this theme. Lizards and fish don’t play with door stoppers. But don’t let a carp sucker you into a game of Sorry.
How’s that for a cool headline? Not very informative, but I don’t think headlines are intended to convey information.
Anyway, I can’t resist singing cockatiels, especially when they’re whistling the Imperial March from Star Wars. Rush Limbaugh used to play that whenever he had a story about American liberals responding erotically to Mikhail Gorbachev.