Pási

Cheyenne and Pási

We went to the mall last night. We ate there and we played a game of Glow Putt Mini Golf. Bret was the winner, the rest us were not first so we were last. Losers!

We went into the pet store where Bret saw them big Macaw (or what ever they are called) a big bird and he really, really wanted it. He did not get it though. Them big birds are a lifetime commitment and usually they outlive their owners.

Gipsy on the other hand got a little baby parakeet, it is green and we are hoping it is a male. Females tend to be kind of mean and they have a harder time learning to talk.

The little bird got the name Pási, he is named after a parakeet my parents used to have. Although when Gipsy was little she would follow it around, point at it and say voff, voff so Pási temporarily got the name little doggie.

Sweet Lightning the cat is really interested in Pási, I think it makes her hungry to look at it. Lady is not really all that impressed by it at all and moves away from it, but Princess is dying to play with it. Do not think the bird is up to playing with either the dog or the cat. Perhaps in a couple of months Pási might be trying to teach them some manners.

We went to the flee marked this morning and walked around looking at things for about two hours. I got a blister on my little toe, that sucked.

I am getting so really hungry and my head hurts like hell. Perhaps my honey will make me something to eat. He is such a good cook.