Turtle Dove is driving me nuts (er). She's refusing to settle down for the night, insisting that getting up on my computer desk, then my shoulder, then my head is the best place to be. Meanwhile Baby Jay is flying all over, grabbing stuff and sticking it between the pillows on the papasan. Or if he's here eating mealworms, he thinks the place for small bits is between the keys on the keyboard. He'll keep knocking at them with his beak until they are in the crevices out of sight. Then last but not least he stole a berry right out of the bowl of cobbler I was eating and shoved it under a pillow. Maybe saving snacks for later.
So for tonight I have poop in my hair, scratches on my shoulder and one less berry in my stomach. Think I'll head off to bed. After a 6 month's wait I get to see the endocrinologist in Crestview some 60 miles from here. God Bless the VA.
So for tonight I have poop in my hair, scratches on my shoulder and one less berry in my stomach. Think I'll head off to bed. After a 6 month's wait I get to see the endocrinologist in Crestview some 60 miles from here. God Bless the VA.

