happy birthday.

i absolutely love my pets. every single one of them. after rough days and weeks, coming home to critter who love you is perfect. this month my bird is going to be turning 15. FIFTEEN! i can barely believe i have had her for so long. it seems like just yesterday i was picking out a hatchling from a box of naked babies. at that point it's almost like reaching into a hat and picking out whatever. will it be a blue or green or yellow quaker? will it love you?

so out of this box only one hatchling raised their head and was squaking. THAT ONE. i'll take that one obviously. so i handfed her and raised her. i'm very proud of this pet in particular. she has grown into such a lovely pet. she dances when i play music and screaches at me "dance" to do the same, laughs manically, and is so protective of me it's comical. this morning she was guarding the couch from the dog, who is a hundred times bigger than her. the second the dog gets on the couch she runs towards the dog and scares her off the couch.

when people get to really know me and my family and meet my bird they come to know the bird is named travis. why is your female bird named a male name? well. when i first got her, i brought her to an avian specialist and asked for their imput before naming her. well.. they were wrong. about 10 or so years into my ownership of her travis began to lay eggs. about 3-4 every couple of months. go figure. i tried changing the name slightly but she responds to travis. how can i call her anything different now? i'm open minded and she doesn't seem to be bothered by it.

i cant imagine being without her. she's the perfect little buddy. so happy birthday to my dear travis.