Working for peanuts

Little Bubbles has been as much in transition as I've been; a few months here, a few months there. We've met some interesting characters along the way and I'm pleased to see how adaptable he's been so far. Some parrots really don't like change - not even a new toy in their cage, or even rearranging the same toys. I've read that it can take a day or two (or several) to gradually introduce change to their environment, depending on the particular bird. Bubbles, my baby, you've done really well!

Below is a picture of Mufaza, Box Man and Bubbles in his make shift pozzy (slang for 'home'). It makes sense to me that Bubbles needs to find new ways to amuse himself, seeing as he doesn't have his large 'villa' (cage) with all his usual comforts and toys. Mufasa seems to suffice. 

All about the animals (and some have fur)

I did not sleep well last night. It was a battle of survival of the fittest and the mosquito won; yes. "the", implying one! #hangmyheadinshame :( I've tried everything I can think of - with exception of poison. I have a parrot, you see, and their sense of smell is more sensitive than a humans. People can say what they want about "odourless" insect spray - I still smell it the same way as the normal brand - even hours after it has been sprayed. I just can't help it: my brain keeps yelling, "You're smelling poison! You're smelling poison!" How can I ignore such a sensible warning? "Odourless" my behind, pff... #eyesrolling

I have tried a repellent that you use on your skin. I think it has certainly helped to prevent the little buggers from landing and feasting - and I still seem to wake up in the same place I fell asleep; I'm clearly too heavy for a take-away - but the odd one seems to be more interested in being an irritating menace rather than having a meal, and so the games begin! That one little "brave heart" literally gets in my face (eyes, nose, ears), and sometimes it lasts all night. Ugh!! AAARRRGGG!!! Whatever!