Love...now with wings!

Last night we welcomed a new addition to the family: Gir (a.k.a. Patriot, a.k.a. Wally, a.k.a. Mango, a.k.a. Tommy, depending on who you ask in the family), the blue-crowned conure.

Birds soften the very soul of me. Whatever the pain in my heart, it's nothing a pair of wings can't heal. They are our angels on earth, making you feel like you're worth the time. I challenge anyone to stay crabby while being delicately preened by a meek beak.

Having always had cockatiels, it's a bit of an adjustment dealing with a parrot of Gir's size. Everyone has fallen in love already, though. He's extremely curious about everything and everyone, stopping his activities only when a mango or piece of steak catches his eye. I'm excited to learn more about our new friend; no doubt there's much more to his personality than one day can portray.

It will be a lovely, warm week. Please sit outside today, have a beer, and breathe.