a bird that says "meow"...

Meet Pollyanna. The Quaker parrot that says "meow"; and lots of other things...

This bird has been a huge part of our everyday lives for about seven years now. To make a long story short; she's been dumped at least once - and we frankly have no idea how old she is or where on earth she came from originally. It doesn't bother us so much anymore, but those early days were strange times. I'll never forget the day I was washing dishes and the bird actually asked me "Hey baby; whatcha doing?" in her best imitation of a little old lady voice. No; we didn't teach her that. After seven years, I'm assuming she's finally out of surprises.


While seven years may have improved our understanding, I can't say that they have helped her attitude. Don't let the sweet little face deceive you. You're looking at a vicious bird.

She loves my dad. She always has; and - well; she tolerates the rest of us. She would seriously bite all of our noses off, and think nothing of it.

Sometimes she gets a little cranky and tells us to "stop it" in an English accent. In her cuter moments - she meows like a cat, calls "here kitty kitty", tells us she loves us, screams for "pretty boy" (dad...), and asks for a cracker in the most irresistible way. She also has a cruel habit of laughing and giggling when calamity strikes.

We love her anyway.

[at this very moment... the bird asks me: "Whatcha doing?" Me: "I'm writing about you, bird." She responds by ringing her bell and saying "Way to go bird." Now she is laughing and shrieking hysterically. Is this weird? Or is it just me?]