A New Guest!

I have a hard time saying No. It’s a fact. I really like to help out, and I definitely over commit myself at times.

Most recently I’ve been helping out a local shelter with a bunch of parrots that are on a safe hold. The parrots were just cleared to go to foster, so of course I had to volunteer. There were a couple of the birds that I had really enjoyed spending time with when I was volunteering, but of course those were everyone’s favorites and they went to foster while I was away on vacation.

I went to the shelter yesterday to see what they still needed. I kinda wanted to foster a macaw because it seems like a limited opportunity. I’d never go out and get a bird like that myself, but to have one as a foster was very tempting. As soon as I walked into the room with the macaws yesterday, I knew that was a bad idea! They are so loud!

This guy was one I hadn’t spent a ton of time with at the shelter, but I knew him, and I spent some time with him yesterday. He’s a bit shy, but very sweet. He takes treats from my hand and already lets me scratch his head. This morning, I picked him up and brought him home!


So far he is settling in really well. He did almost chew through his carrier on the way home, but we made it without him escaping in the car. I can’t imagine trying to explain to my husband that the parrot ate his car seat or dashboard!

Once we made it home, I put him in the shower for safety while I got his cage set up. I’ve got him near Hector, but not quite close enough to touch. They would have to work really hard to get to each other’s cages. Hector was very curious, but quickly went back to destroying a new cardboard box in her cage. K seems to have little or no interest in Hector. 

As soon as he got in his new cage, the very first thing he did was empty both of his food bowls! He yells “Hey” in a cute little voice whenever I leave the room for a minute, but so far there hasn’t been any screaming. He showed me that he can fly and followed me into another room, but thankfully he stepped right up on my hand and let me bring him back to his cage.

Just a couple of hours after being here, he seems very comfortable in and out of his cage. He’s eating, grooming, and even playing with some toys. I hope he continues to settle in easily! My plan is to give him a couple of days to settle and then start working on him with a consistent step up. Stayed tuned for more foster parrot updates soon!

A Little Quiet

Things are pretty quiet around here. I’m still expecting to see Logan when I walk in to certain rooms. I got a lovely card from my vet yesterday with the wood token in the above picture. So sweet. Today I’ll be heading to the vet to pick up Logan’s remains. Never a fun trip, but closure.

My son was home last weekend with his cat, Martin, so we got the three crazy boy cats running around and getting into things all weekend, fun!

I’m not fostering right now. I’ve got a trip coming up, and with Cali still recovering, it didn’t feel like the right time. I have been volunteering at a local animal shelter and taking care of a bunch of parrots. It has been so fun! I’ve realized that as beautiful as macaws are, they are huge birds, and I much rather play with cockatoos and of course my own African Grey. There is something really scary about the beak of a macaw!

I’m getting a chance to spend a lot of quality time with some cockatoos, and I just love them! One tiny little Goffin’s Cockatoo is a real clown. He escapes from his cage, loves to get down on the floor and run, and also does these funny swings from the top of his cage down the side and back up, like little birds circles. Another doesn’t want to be picked up, but loves head scratches. If I turn away from him to visit another bird he says “Scratches” in this sweet little baby voice until I come over and rub his head.

I’ll be taking care of my Dad’s dogs this weekend. Two Portuguese Water Dogs, one is still a puppy. Should be fun! Looking forward to getting in some weekend puppy time! I hope we have nice weather so we can get outdoors.

Heading out of town next week, so there may be a break before my next update. I’m thankful that I have an amazing friend that will take care of Cali while we travel. She’s going to be a little extra work with her leg injury.

Anyone else vacationing soon? What do you do with your pets when you travel? Leave a message and let me know!

Content Warning – Euthanasia

Logan as a tiny Foster

Unfortunately, today was the day we had to say good bye to our kitty, Logan. Logan came to us when she was two weeks old with her brother, Pirate, and her mom, Angel. Pirate was a sick little kitten. We tried everything we could, but he didn’t make it. We were determined to do everything we could to make sure Logan stayed healthy, and she did!

Logan and Angel were fosters. We kept them until Logan was eight weeks old, then we returned them to the shelter to be adopted. Well, we tried to return them to the shelter to be adopted. We brought them back to the shelter, and we came home and cried. What if they didn’t get adopted by nice people? 

First thing the next morning, I called the shelter and told them we wanted to adopt Logan. I picked the kids up at school that afternoon and told them I had to stop by the shelter to pick something up. My daughter cried she was so excited when she found out that Logan was the thing I had to pick up!

Logan was such a good sport. Our daughter loved to play with her, and that meant Logan danced with her and played piano with her, and she even played school with her.

Munk and Logan

Logan has had some health issues for the last couple of years. She had kidney issues and became diabetic a couple of months ago. We tried treating her, but last week’s blood work showed that the medications were helping some things and damaging other things. 

The vet suggested euthanizing before she really started to suffer. It was really difficult to make the appointment. She seemed happy. We spent the weekend spoiling her with lots of extra attention, and special dinners of tuna, chicken, and other fish, all treats she hadn’t been able to have in a while because of her kidney issues.

This morning I realized she was no longer cleaning herself, and she wouldn’t eat her breakfast. It was time. There was no reason to let her suffer.

The house is definitely feeling a bit empty this afternoon. After sixteen and a half years, it’s very strange to not have our Logan. Rest in peace sweet girl.