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The Life of Riley |
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I must have lost my mind. Princess Penny here. I almost blew it with my new parents. They give me everything and I know they love me, but I decided I wanted to go for a walk - only I was not on a leash and they were on their way out. I slipped past my dad - mom was ready to get into the car only she tried to come and get me. Now you see I know she can't walk that fast and I don't know what I was thinking I just kept walking. Smelling this and Smelling that. Dodging just the right way so that she could not grab me and take me back to the house. Roger got into the car and tried to lure me into the car, but I'm to smart for that - I made them think I was going to get in, and darted in the opposite direction. Dad then got out and he started to follow me, (What made him think I was going to walk any different for him than I did her). I did not want to go home. Well Teresa gets in the car and she thinks she is going to head me off only there was a group of people ahead, and she knows I am a sucker for rubs, particularly on my belly, so she asks the people to grab me if I get close. Well before I can get to them there was this really great bush, and it smelled so good I got lost in it and Roger was able to grab me and put my leash on. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. In the meantime, Teresa told Roger that the next time I take off like that to let me and either follow me in the car to find out where I want to walk to or let me go if that is what I want. If she does not want to stay we should not let her feel like she has to stay in a house where she is free from the elements, gets great food and treats, gets lots of love and belly rubs, lets her do what she wants pretty much and is even getting along with the birdies, but if she want to go let her. She then lists all the reasons why its ok to let me go, like the birdies won't have to be on the look out for me, there won't be anymore hair everywhere, won't have to worry about coming home on time, etc. etc. Now you have to understand she is saying all this and acting like I'm not sitting right there hearing all this - Do you think this was what humans call 'reverse psychology'. hmmmmmmmmmm. Well I guess I will be greatful for what I have, at least until the next time I want to go for a walk, but maybe I will walk real slow so they can catch me a lot sooner. What do you think? |
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| 2009-06-18 @ 11:31:00 AM | Post Comment | Read Comments (0) | ||
JJ - Part 2 |
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| Hello. This is JJ again. Penny was nice enough to let me tell you my story - the good, the bad, and the ugly. In part 1 I told you about the bad and the ugly. Now I would like to tell you about the good life I now have. Some of it is really funny too. I don't know if I mentioned that it was a lady human who had me in my earlier years. This might give you an understanding of my mistrust of lady humans in general. Anyway: After my first encounter with Teresa and Roger ( I love my Roger so much), Roger was not sure that he would be able to take me home and give me love that I wanted and needed so bad. Even after biting Teresa she looked at me and told me I had a home for life. Life is a really long time they told me. But life to me was not good so what did that mean? It means that I have a wonderful home. They rescued me, even knowing I bite, ladies mostly, but I have given Roger (and I really love Roger) a few good ones, they love me anyway. Teresa said that I have hurt her feelings sometimes when I (as she calls it) sucker-punched her. I act all sweet, I even put my foot up for her to pick me up, and THEN I NAIL HER, and walk away with my most evilest laugh Ah ha ha ha. I even had her write a letter to my cousins in Arizonia and told them how crazy this lady is that I live with. I keep nailing her and she keeps coming back for more. I told them about the time I did not know that she was laying in the bed when dad brought me in the bedroom with him, she rolled over and I saw her ran up her belly and went to get her, but she was faster than me and brought the edge of the blanket up and started to play this game with me of Hide and Seek. She is so crazy. I didn't want to hide - I want to seek and take no prisoners. This is the first time that Roger said I was going to have to leave, but Teresa said that I was staying because I loved Roger and if I was biting him like I wanted to bite and sometimes did her, then maybe they were not the parents for me. She seems content to just talk with me and give me little rubs on my beak and the top of my head. After 3 years I figured it was ok for her to touch me there, BUT no where else without Roger. In the morning I tell Roger I want a Shower and he gives me lots of shower. I have a lot of dander you know. Penny and me are getting to be friends. I thought she was a crazy dog when she tried to sniff my butt. I told her I was not a dog and that I would certainly show her what kind of animal I am if she kept it up. We have one of these 'let's see' type of relationships. Let's see how far we can go kind of thing. Well I am going to stop here with a couple of thoughts. If you have a nice Heart, a nice Home, and plenty of Patience - Please think about taking in one of my feathered brothers and sisters out there that really could use a new home. Sometimes its because it is a bad situation, but there are some who's human parents could not keep them anymore for whatever the circumstance maybe. Like Sebastian, who I am sure will want to talk to you and tell you about the really good dad he had before he came to live here. We all have not been hurt or abused. And abused is not always physical, it can be mental and/or emotional. All I know is that I love where I live - Roger and my feathered brothers and sisters, Penny and Tresa as I holler out. I am glad she saw something in me that need protection. She is my Protector. Thank you Penny I really enjoyed having my say. Talk with you all again, I hope. |
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| 2009-05-25 @ 02:04:33 PM | Post Comment | Read Comments (0) | ||
Introducing JJ Bird |
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| Hi this is Penny. Normally I would jump on in here with some cute quips about how adorable my dad thinks I am, but JJ Bird asked if he could talk to you all about abused birds and the need for more people to get involved with re-homing a bird who needs to be rescued. So without further ado: JJ Bird one of my feathered siblings. Hi I am JJ. JJ Bird as Teresa calls me. I'd like to tell you a story about me how I became an abused bird. As a little African Grey bird, with a sizeable beak, I was inquisitive. There were times when I didn't want to play or come out of my house, but the humans cared little of what I wanted - only of what they wanted me to do. You see humans who want to have birds, should really want to read about the birds needs and wants. What they call, read a bird's body language to learn what we are saying, etc. Anyway, because of the human being afraid of being bit, and I really can't blame her, but she never tried to be friends with me, kept me locked up in my cage all the time. Perching - what a laugh - Teresa and Roger found out the hard way that I was hit with a perch. You see if you want a bird to step up outside a cage, it is easier if a bird steps up on a perch. Me on the other hand lunged at them - I thought they were going to hit me. They never were - I know that now. For the first 7 years of my life I was beaten, tormented, caged 24/7. They had grandkids who tormented me, jabbing things at me, throwing things at me while inside my cage. Running back and forth in front of my house. They did all kinds of things. I could never let my guard down. There was no where to run. They never wanted me out, because they did not not how to get me back in unless they hurt me. I was finally saved by a really nice family, unfortunately, I did not trust anyone. They really tried. For little more than a year I was with them, but then I had to go away because they were afraid, because I was afraid, that I would bite one of the little kids. Unfortunately, they were probably right - I probably would have because I was always afraid someone was going to come and hurt me. Then I met Teresa and Roger. I bit her immediately, and went over and nipped Roger, but he told me he was not going to stand for that, but was that all I had. It was love at first nip. Roger figured Teresa would not let me come home, but even though I bit her, and I bit her pretty hard, after hearing my life story, looked me right in the eyes and told me that she forgave me and that I had a home for life. She had no idea what life was going to be like, but home she took me. If Penny does not mind I'd like to come back and tell you the rest of the story. I'm tired and it is past my bedtime. We get a cookie before we go to bed everynite. Teresa says that our Birdie nite-nite cookie. Hope you let me come back. Here is Penny. Wow, even JJ never told me about his earlier years. Sure JJ Bird, you come back and finish your story, I want to hear what happens. You guys come back and we all can learn what happens when he came here to live with my human parents. |
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| 2009-05-21 @ 08:20:09 PM | Post Comment | Read Comments (0) | ||
Those Damn Gremlins Are At It AGAIN! |
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| Since 8:00am this morning until now, it has been a day from hell with regard to this computer. The Gremlins invaded my computer sometime around 12:00 midnight last night. I fought with them and my computer until 2:00am, when I finally acknowledged that they were winning and I was defeated, at least until I woke and my husband killed me in the morning. At 8:00am I told Roger not to turn my computer on as he would be upset. You see these computers are less than 2 months old and already the Gremlins put a Virus, trojans, spyware and every other ware you can name on my computer. I am now at 4:00 something Safe Mode expert. I can at least now get on the net - though the GREMLINS are still very much in house - I thought I could come back and vent and let everyone know DONT FEED THE GREMLINS after 12:00pm. You see I felt really good about working on the computer after work last night, and was prepared to get down to real work today since I'm really trying to not procrastinate (haha) getting my business up and running, or at least trying to. Anyway, I decided to download a game to play. "RED ALERT" " RED ALERT" Does that tell you what started all this. It's not fair. All I wanted to do was unwind. It was a mindless games for heavens sake and now I'm going to be paying for this LITERALLY for who knows how long. |
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| 2009-05-16 @ 03:53:05 PM | Post Comment | Read Comments (0) | ||
Robin's Narrow Escape |
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Hi for those who have not been here before ' Shame on You' :) My name is Penny, a.k.a. Princess Penny, and my human secretary is my mom Teresa. I promised the last time that I would tell you a story about Robin and her narrow escape. My human parents Roger and Teresa had all the feathered siblings' wings and toes done. They almost had my nails done, but the human doing the grooming, Margaret from JoJo The Grey rescue, did not have dog nail clippers with her. Actually, Papa Howard caught me and did my nails, truly under protest. :O Anyway getting back to Robin's escape: Teresa had told Roger that they had to be careful and not let the little ones out because they had no way of flying. Anyway, Teresa had her hands full, and that is the time that Robin decided she wanted out. Teresa called Roger and instead of him putting Robin back in once she stepped up, he watches her walk up his arm. Here comes the Princess, and I'm a BEAGLE too! After I come running in - she takes off and lands on the floor, (remember no flying feathers, hehehe), and I take off. Teresa is not as fast as me, and as I scooped up Robin, she grabs my collar hauling me straight up in the air hollering ' Let Her Go', Penny Let Robin Go'. I'm thinking 'Do I have too. This is fun, Teresa is freaking out :). You know if I was a human child I'd have her looked at for that Shaking Baby Thingy. hehe Well Robin is on the floor walking away - of course there were a couple of tail feathers on the floor - well maybe I was a bit rough, BUT there was NOT ONE MARK on Robin. I'm a Beagle - we Retrieve. Well I was banned from the room for awhile - but I got to tell you, the look that Roger got from Teresa was PRICELESS. Roger takes me downstairs mumbling how both of us are in the doghouse. OK, at least we have each other for company!!!!! Well that's it for now - but don't forget about the ebook that my human is helping me write. In the meantime, come on back I'll have some other adventure for you. |
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| 2009-05-14 @ 09:20:49 PM | Post Comment | Read Comments (0) | ||
Sushi and ME |
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Hi Penny here. Can't stay long because I have to make plans so I can have time with dad even if he is playing with the birds. When dad has Sushi with him she sits on his shoulder all day if he would let her, otherwise she hollers and hollers in her house. If I try to stand on dad leg, she comes down to bite my nose. That is just not nice. It's also not fair. I can't help it if I'm to big to sit in his lap. I'd really like that while we are upstairs like he lets me lay beside him on the couch. But it is not happening. Who's the Princess around here!!! She things she's the princess cause dad calls her his special baby. Special baby. Nahhhhhha. Mom said she thinks I could be one of those dogs they use as therapy - that's it a Therapy Dog. Now that's special. Let's see if you can do that you noisy bird. Next time I'll tell you a story about Robin the Conure. Boy there was some feathers flying and mom.... oh you just have to wait. Don't forget I still writing that book for your guys on What a Dog Needs-What a Dog Wants. |
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| 2009-05-12 @ 02:16:57 PM | Post Comment | Read Comments (0) | ||
My Feathered Brother and Sisters |
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| Hi Princess Penny here. A couple of days ago I introduced my human parents, Roger and Teresa, along with Poppa Howard and Momma Cass, who could not keep me after finding me lost and homeless. As I stated before, Roger had a week of me batting my eyes, looking as sweet and pitiful as possible, which was short work of reeling him in, but Teresa was another story. We still have our issues, but we are coming along. I know that she cares about me, I'll even go so far as to said that she might even love me a little, she is just not feelin me all the time. Today I want to introduce you to my brothers and sisters of this household. They may have feathers but we have to co-exist if we are to live at all! :) Now unfortunately, it is in my nature to chase things; bunnies, squirrels, cats and yes birds. I can't help it it's in my DNA. See how smart I am I know what that means DNA - Damn Nice Animal. Kiwi and Robin are Conures and are brother and sister from two different clutches - I think that means that her mom got another baby right away after Kiwi was born. Unfortunately Robin's has nerve damage in one of her legs. Because of her leg, the breeder went to Roger to see if he would rescue her because she needed a home. Boy is there a pattern here... I heard that the lady went to Roger when Teresa was not around and asked him first. She new that Teresa did not want another bird, particularly another Conure. Kiwi is 6 and Robin is 5 yrs. old. They don't talk - they just make noise. Sebastian, an African Grey, is a rescue and an entertainer - I really like listening to him whistle, sing and dance. And talk - He calls Roger - Father. He threw Teresa out of her office one time, but that's another story. His Dad could not keep him anymore and my human parents wanted to give him a good home. He is 16 yrs. old. Sushi a Hahn's Macaw, is also a rescue.. She was given a new home because where she came from was not the best environment. She is also 16 years old. And has been with Roger and Teresa 2 years now. That brings us to JJ Bird another African Grey. JJ was an abused bird for the first 7 years of his life. Teresa told me that He then went to another home but that they could not keep him, due to all the problems he developed, being abused. He was a biter and rather anti-social. There are some stories I will tell you about him and Teresa some other time. I will say that out of all the birds - JJ Bird and I have a healthy respect for one another. He lets me smell him and I let him beak me. Sort of like a mini-truce.I'll be back to tell you some more stories so you have to come back. Don't forget that Teresa my secretary is writing a book for me for you humans. It will be about letting you know what dogs need and what dogs want. OK - Talk with you soon. |
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| 2009-05-05 @ 10:14:42 PM | Post Comment | Read Comments (0) | ||
Beaks Barks Meow |
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Hi Princess Penny here. This is a blog post that I did yesterday at another spot and it was really good that I decided to post it here for everyone else to enjoy. Not sure if this is the place for something like this, but we figured that even marketers have pets. ruf ruf! |
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| 2009-05-02 @ 04:49:47 PM | Post Comment | Read Comments (0) | ||
Sadness Hits Home |
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This is a bit off track, but sadness has hit home. We run a small rescue of parrots. Our very first purchase was a blue headed Pionus, who after 6 years have only recently learned that we have a female. Anyway, Diego (Diega) has gotten a bug of some sort. And this is affecting my husband Roger so very much. You see I wanted her and after bringing her home there was never any doubt that she wanted roger as her favorite human companion. Funny thing is though she was Roger's #1 bird, she would only talk with me. She would say hi to roger, but would speak with me. This use to frustrate him so. But now she is ill and we are not sure if she is going to make it. Roger called our vet and he was not going to be in but his staff recommended another doctor to take her to. They did her blook work and took xray, but you know - if you have a doctor that you are familiar with and trust - it is hard and pretty expensive going to a different vet. In our case we had no choice. This is so hard for Roger. You see, he was never a bird person until he met me, I should say till he met Diego. The two of them would be in his office to the small hours of the night. Diego would sit on his shoulder and just watch him. They are pretty cute to watch. To hear the distress cries - just eats at Roger. I keep telling him that just like he can feel Diego's not feeling well - Diego can feel his distress too. It just about broke my heart to hear Roger say that the new sentence Diego was saying to him "Love You" was really him crying that she was not feeling good. I tried, but not too successfully I might add, that the bird was saying love you, because he does. Just watching him makes me sad because there is nothing I can do to relieve him or Diego except be there for each of them. "love you" Roger from Diego and all your other feathered children. |
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| 2008-12-06 @ 03:43:52 PM | Post Comment | Read Comments (0) | ||
Getting Your Feet Wet |
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It seems like forever since I have posted, but I hope that it will not happen again. Many changes, some good, some not so good have been rolling though this household that made me not so concerned about this blog.
I looked over some of my past blogs and found that I fall under all the procrastinators out there. Not having the motivation, even though I wrote about just that thing. I would have to say that I am one of those who has been a perpetual student. Reading this, not understanding that, and not really having anyone to talk to about getting my foot wet.
I guess that is the point – getting your feet wet. Whether you are a success or not will never be seen – if you don’t at least try to get your feet wet – hell – get the whole body wet for that matter. Just jump the hell in and maybe you - ME – will sink or swim.
I want to swim – but I have to admit that I am a visual person – I learn best if someone talks me though something, so much better than just reading about stuff. Like I have all these applications for blogging, article marketing, some really good software, BUT I still have no clue how to work any of it. And as much as I hate to admit it, I have been on the net for over a year – hell lets be honest, its more like 2 years and still have nothing to show for all the reading and buying this or that. I have been paying for the last 3 years for 3 or 4 domains and nothing on them. I did have one that I was working on – looked pretty good, but still nothing.
Here’s two questions: Do you need to have a website or can you just have a blog for everything? I have yet to get anyone to answer that one. And second I have my domain host, but have not been able to figure out how to get my domains to work independently of each other. I.e. newbies2pro.net – I tried to start another domain: beaksbarksmeow.com, but found that it got listed under newbies2pro, what gives with that? Well this one is going to be short, but I will look in on this to see if anyone has an answer for the above question or maybe even a suggestion on how to really get started. |
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| 2008-10-26 @ 01:31:58 PM | Post Comment | Read Comments (1) | ||
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