Good morning!
Nothing really changed after I submitted yesterday's blog. Daisy continued to act her normal, silly self. She was sitting on my shoulder, telling me a crazy story. I had just finished eating, and needed to wash my hands. I gently shooed her off of me so I could get up. I am still very sore, and doing this takes a bit of time and concentration. She wasn't having that. Back she flew to me... and she continued with her silly story. Sighing, I explained,
"Look, girl, you have to go home. Momma needs to go to the bathroom... go home, now." And again, I shooed her away. She sat on her perch just outside her door and looked at me, cocking her head chattering. Back she flew, defiant, landing on my shoulder. I let out a defeated groan,
"Oh alright... come on, Miss Thing." Since getting out of the chair is a bit daunting right now, I thought I would just ... well... make the most of my trip to the bathroom. So, as soon as I was there, I put Daisy onto the sink and well... yeah. Moving along, I turned on the water to wash my hands. Daisy cocked her head and watched as I warmed the water and lathered up my hands. "No, my love, no soapy water for you...sorry." She did her little 'Oh, what's that, I want that' dance; She fluffed up her feathers and shook, walking to the edge of the sink. As I rinsed, I knew what she wanted and made sure the lather was completely rinsed away. I called Rob in to see what was coming. I warmed up the water, plugged up the sink. Aaron was home and unbeknownst to me, had grabbed my Flip camera. This is what unfolded:
All dried off, clean and comfy, Daisy then hangs out with her big brother, Aaron. He was her very first friend and now they are inseperable.
Until next time,
Keep ruffling those feathers!
Peace.
Nothing really changed after I submitted yesterday's blog. Daisy continued to act her normal, silly self. She was sitting on my shoulder, telling me a crazy story. I had just finished eating, and needed to wash my hands. I gently shooed her off of me so I could get up. I am still very sore, and doing this takes a bit of time and concentration. She wasn't having that. Back she flew to me... and she continued with her silly story. Sighing, I explained,
"Look, girl, you have to go home. Momma needs to go to the bathroom... go home, now." And again, I shooed her away. She sat on her perch just outside her door and looked at me, cocking her head chattering. Back she flew, defiant, landing on my shoulder. I let out a defeated groan,
"Oh alright... come on, Miss Thing." Since getting out of the chair is a bit daunting right now, I thought I would just ... well... make the most of my trip to the bathroom. So, as soon as I was there, I put Daisy onto the sink and well... yeah. Moving along, I turned on the water to wash my hands. Daisy cocked her head and watched as I warmed the water and lathered up my hands. "No, my love, no soapy water for you...sorry." She did her little 'Oh, what's that, I want that' dance; She fluffed up her feathers and shook, walking to the edge of the sink. As I rinsed, I knew what she wanted and made sure the lather was completely rinsed away. I called Rob in to see what was coming. I warmed up the water, plugged up the sink. Aaron was home and unbeknownst to me, had grabbed my Flip camera. This is what unfolded:
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| X Box is always more fun with a friend (click to enlarge). |
Until next time,
Keep ruffling those feathers!
Peace.
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