Posted on April 15, 2014
By George Weaver
If there is anything That-Green-Chicken (as Kelli calls her)
Loves more than little bits of chicken
It’s great gobs of pasta
She finished off her scant serving
While I was fetching a glass of water
Dove right into mine!
Category: Animals, Bird, Parrot, Photographs, Photography Tags: Animals, Birds, parrot, photographs, photography, Photos, Rita
Rita, Rita, pasta eater.
Pasta Parrot ! 😀
She’s that, all right! 🙂
cute and colorful 🙂
She thinks so… Chuckle… Thanks, Joshi!
so marvellous, a clever bird with good taste .. the magpie hopped in to my breakfast when I looked the other way!
I love this post, George – its so very you! And the “burp” at the end says it all! You are so lucky to have such a close and entertaining avian companion. Adrian 🙂
Thanks, Adrian. Yes, I am lucky to have Miss Rita. People either love parrots or they don’t. I don’t think there is much neutral feeling about keeping parrots. They really are fine companions. Rita is the perfect size since she isn’t as big as the Macaws or messy like they are or as loud. I always thought I’d get a Macaw, but I realized that they are entirely too much parrot to enjoy the way I enjoy Rita. She can sit with me and eat or do anything I do. A big parrot would be difficult to accommodate in the same way. And little Cheeky is a joy too. He’s so very tiny and easy, but he has the intelligence and personality of the big guys. Did I say I recommend a parrot for you? Chuckle…
I too was a little disappointed you turned comments off, because your last several posts were really great – you just get better and better! I’m glad I’m a loyal follower…
Did I ever tell you that a parakeet flew into my open window on the 5th fl of an apartment building in NYC many years ago? I was eating toast and yogurt – the sweet thing flew down (after perching on the molding near the ceiling) onto my plate and had a little of each. It was magic, and the beginning of a fond relationship that didn’t last as long as it should have.
Yes, I read that post. I was touched by it. Poor parakeets are the most likely to be lost through open doors and windows. Colonies of escaped birds form all over from careless owners. I am allowing Cheeky to be flighted because he is so tiny, but I am very careful of ceiling fans and open doors! Rita was flighted several times, but each time she ate the wall above the drapes near her cage so I had to clip her flight feathers. She doesn’t seem to care one way or the other. Which I think is interesting. She’s so coddled anyway that she probably prefers a ride on my arm. Chuckle… Thank you so much for the wonderful compliment. You have no idea how much that means to me. Really. 🙂
Precious! Who knew parrots love pasta? Certainly not I.
Hi, Linda! Parrots usually want to eat whatever their keepers eat. Especially if they live so closely with them as Rita does with me. She sees whatever I’m doing, and keeps abreast of every detail! She usually eats dinner with me. I shouldn’t let her eat pasta with sauce, but I do sometimes. Generally, I remove her share from the dish before anything fat or sweet or salty goes into it. This arrived in a frozen, precooked package so I couldn’t take her share out separately. Parrots are allowed to eat a bit of pasta. I’m glad you enjoyed her dinner! Thanks for stopping by, Linda.
Yay! I can comment again! I swear Rita has a smile on her beak!
That’s pasta you see. If she could smile, I’m sure she would. I shouldn’t post photos of her eating stuff that is not fit for parrot consumption. Somebody will report me to the ASPCA one of these days! Chuckle… Thanks, Ray.
Oh my gosh … you’ve (obviously) turned the comments tap back on. So glad you did. Please save yourself time and don’t feel as if you’ve got to respond to each of my comments as your way of keeping me coming back for more. You know I am not that fickle. And … this post made Joanna and me laugh AT THE SAME TIME. This is Rita … right? If she were at my table I’d be hard pressed not to call her a HOG. D
I was forced to turn them back on because I missed a certain farmer… Chuckle… I am absolutely positive that one thing the Farmer is not is fickle. Yes, this is Rita. And she is a hog. I shouldn’t allow her to eat pasta with sauce on it, but I do. That explains her heft. I sent a link to the bath post and her old parrot consultant was not pleased. Her comment: “Look at that gut!” I anticipated that remark. She’s tried for years to convince me to follow the rules with Rita. I’m sure I’m her biggest failure… Thanks, Dave. I’m glad you and Joanna enjoyed the dinner. 🙂
Brilliant! Love that look on her face in the last shot.
Hi, Richard. Rita is such a character that I could furnish a separate post of her antics every day, but folks would tire of her, I think. She’s been with me for going on fourteen years now so I’m used to her silliness. She’s a fine companion. Life would be awfully dull without her around. 🙂 I think she was totally stuffed full of pasta and ready for a nap. She eats dinner with me usually. And I enjoy the company. Thanks the compliment, Richard. She’s hard to photograph because her feathers are iridescent making her look kind of unreal under lights, as she looks here.
That-Green-Chicken is quite a character, I had such a good laugh! 🙂
Wonderful captures of my new favourite pet. 😉
You’d love a parrot. She’s a Double-yellowhead Amazon. They’re strong-willed and interesting. She’s been with me for going on fourteen years now, and she’s a great companion. She’s funny too. Thanks for stopping by and for the nice compliment. 🙂
I’m sure I’d get one with parrot like her very well! 🙂 My neighbours too, I wonder? Is she loud?
She loves pasta! How gorgeous she is!
Yes, pasta is her favorite people food. Parrots want to share whatever their keepers eat, usually. Unfortunately, that isn’t always what they should eat. She’s such a character and such a wonderful companion. Thanks for stopping by, Amy. I appreciate it.
She is gorgeous, and she knows it 🙂
She calls herself “Pretty Girl” in a mock heroic tone complete with wolf whistle. She’s a character. And, she eats whatever I eat. If she can get it. Thanks, Madhu! 🙂
p.s. she needs to learn how to use a napkin!
well….I never have seen a bird eat that! What a character! 🙂
Most parrots will eat whatever their keepers eat. Otherwise, they don’t eat stuff they aren’t familiar with as food. They have no sense of smell, you know. Captive birds learn to eat our stuff! Unfortunately. Thanks for stopping by, Gail.
Didn’t know that!
Beeyotifol parrot… it’z grin…
Thanks. Rita’s a real character. She’s been with me for many years so she gets just about whatever she demands. 🙂
Hahaha great! That Rita. 😀
Yep, that’s Miss Rita. The post is in response to your inquiry into Rita’s whereabouts. Chuckle…
You’ve got to hand it to her, George- she has great taste! Yours, unfortunately 🙂
Yes, MINE. She wants whatever I’m eating and isn’t shy about demanding it. I didn’t want her to eat much of the pasta, but she had other ideas. She usually shares my dinner if I have something she is allowed to eat. Otherwise, I have to eat out of her sight! Thanks for stopping by, Jo. 🙂
Love your title, George. Great photos. She certainly is very cheeky. 🙂
Chuckle. Green Eggs and Ham twisted. Glad you liked Rita’s escapade. She shares my dinner usually, but I really didn’t want her to eat much of the pasta with that sauce on it. Parrots will eat virtually anything their keepers eat. Thanks for stopping by, Sylvia. You are too kind.
She is such an opportunist as well as beautiful.
Thanks, Rose. She is an opportunist and a most demanding girl too. Thank you for stopping by to visit. I love that Gravatar! 🙂
Thank you. Rita is a real character. She would agree with you. She calls herself, “Pretty Girl” complete with the wolf whistle. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by to visit us!
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