Miranda over at Cages by Design sent Mom and me a quick note saying that we should enter Chet's video contest. After all, the prize is $250! That's a lot of new toys for me!

The problem is, Mom hasn't captured me on video tape for months . . maybe even years! How neglected am I?!


She felt very guilty, and decided to dig up some of the old videos that were on my site before Mom switched to Drupal.


I vehemently object to the first in the list, entitled, "Popcorn!"


I mean, come on Mom! Not only can you hardly understand that I'm actually saying the word "Popcorn" (which is my all time favorite snack, by the way ;), but that was back before I had developed into the sophisticated, most eloquent, (and pretty, I must say) bird that I am today! I mean, if I could blush, my face would be the color of my tail right about now.


I've mastered dozens of words, not to mention my keen ability to form complete sentences!


"Let's go take a shower!" "Let's go get some good foooood!" "Let me get you some waaaater" "Good girl!" "Eddie, Eddie, come here buddy! Good boy!" "Geddie!!! Get down! Get down! Good boy!" "Ohhhh it's cooold!" "It's NOT cold!" "Mommy has to go poopoo!"


Oops! I did it again. Mom says that last one was what she calls 'private', and shouldn't be repeated in front of others. I guess it's kind of like revealing one of my favorite sayings in a previous post, "I want your crap! Eat your crap!".


But what do you expect, Mom? When you go running past my cage to that little room behind the door, yelling "Mommy's got to go poopoo!", what's a good-talking bird to do?! Of course I'm going to repeat it. And repeat it I do. I remind Mommy every morning that she really does need to go poopoo!


Although still a bit embarrassing, the second video that Mom scrounged up still applies today. I just can't seem to fit into that dish!


If you're somewhat of a ham, like me, then get the humans to make a video, and send it off to Chet. Here's the link:


Video contest at birdtricks.com