Twopiece

February 23, 2013 NewEngland_Muse Leave a comment

A lot of people have asked me how my first bird ended up with his name. Twopiece and Maxie came home with me in the spring of 1998. Their previous owner had returned them. Why I do not know. Their age was unknown as well as their names.

While Maxie was named by my young son her bonded mate was a different story. As in most families that include pets naming is something major. You can’t just give the animal any name. This takes some thinking. There are times that some names just fall into place and suits the animal.

When my son named Maxie she well looked like a Maxie to my son so it was a no brainer. Twopiece was different. I was in the car with my husband and a friend one day.

Me: “I can’t seem to think of the right name for my male tiel.”

Friend; “ I know what you can call him.”

Me: “Really? Go on.”

Friend: “You should call him Twopiece. He is about the size of a two piece chicken meal deal at KFC”

All of us busted out laughing for it just struck us as funny and we continued to where ever we were going. But that did stick for every time I looked at my little male bird that name kept coming up. He was not particularly very big. Maxie was twice his size.

Approaching him one day I said, “Good Morning Twopiece.”

He looked up and started to sing. Now of course this is not earth shattering but the name suited him so well. It has stuck and now I can’t even remember the other names I had tossed around in my head after bringing him and Maxie home.

Twopiece is not the average name one would call a pet regardless of the species but I can truly not see him being called anything but this. It fits him like a glove..

Happy tears, Life, People

Happy Tears

February 20, 2013 NewEngland_Muse 2 Comments

Have you ever been so happy for someone that you just busted out into tears? I am sure you have we all have. But have you ever done it for someone you did not know? Have you done it for someone you seen on tv? I have on quite a few occasions. I was watching “Our America” with Lisa Ling and they were showcasing obesity in our country. It is a rising concern for our nation especially for the children.

Brianna is a young woman at the age of 12 from the state of Mississippi. She weighed over 300 pounds. She was one of the individuals who was showcased. At the end of the program they showed the many steps her family and she was taking to help her get healthy. When they checked up on her a few months later she had lost enough to drop a pant size. I can’t recall how much they said she had lost. But the story touched me enough for me to be sitting on my couch crying for I was so happy for her and the efforts she had made to get to this point.

I am not sure if my tears are due to my getting older or perspective of the show. But this has been happening for me. Total strangers who I do not know and will never know but when something amazing happens I am just so happy for them that I tend to tell them, “Well done.” Even if they never hear me, I still say it.

The release of this emotion is a good cleansing of one’s insides. It shows you can be happy for others, you can think of others and can truly just enjoy them doing well. In this world of me me me or what can you do for my family and me I think we as people should start being happy for others and not just ourselves. It is so easy for myself to think of what is going on in my own little percentage of the world that every thing and every one around me can be forgotten. I am such a small nano percentage of this universe as the rest of you are as well. It would bode us well to get along with others and also to be happy for them when great things happen even if those things are small and minute to us.

I wish Brianna continue success on her road to being happy. May I find more people in this world to be happy for even if I never meet them.

Birds, Family, Therapy Warriors

My Therapy Warriors

February 16, 2013 NewEngland_Muse 2 Comments

Due to a recent surgery it is hard for me to sit up for long periods of time. So today I will be sharing some of my little therapy warriors with you all instead of a long post.

This is my sole finch Cosmos. Finches live anywhere between the ages of 5-8 years old or at least that is what I have been told. But when he lost his mate last year I was sure he would be gone within a few months if I did not replace her. Yet he is still among us and living at the ripe old age of 13.

These are my keets, Cory and Snowball. I rescued them in May of 2011 when they were a year old.

These are my tiels who have been my true therapy warriors over the years.

Twopiece is my first bird ever and he adopted me in 1998. I am not sure how old he was when I got him but he has been with us for close to 15 years old. He is my buddy.

This is BJ and my sweetie pie. We got him when he was four months old in April of 1999.

This is Angel, my feisty little man. He was also adopted when he was four months old a year after BJ came home.

Nye is the son of Twopiece and Maxie. She came home with Twopiece in 1998 but we lost her a few years back. Nye is the perfect combination of his parents. He looks like his dad but has the girth of his mama.