LOL!!! I finally sleep until 9am (this is a rarity for me but it’s Saturday and I’m thankful), and while Birdy remained quiet while he was still covered, the minute I uncovered him, it… was… ON.
I couldn’t move fast enough for him. Coffee-schmoffeeeee!!! Time for fresh water, fresh veggies, a fresh piece of fruit, STAT! Or else… SQUAWK!!! Pacing and squawking, packing and squawking back and forth to each “thing” he wants changed right now.
I’m all bleary eyed-and moving like a zombie (I’m usually a morning person… go figure) and I could NOT move fast enough for him. So I decided, while I took the time to cut a few pieces of his treats, and rinse out his bowls, I’d give him his bird bath. After all, he LOVES baths, and that gives me a few more minutes to get my ducks in a row while he’s splashing and buffing and splashing some more.
Pffffft! That was a big fat NEGATIVE!! He stood on the edge of his bath bowl and SQUAWKED some more… chewing on the edges like he was trying to bite it out of there. He would not get in.
I tried recording his tantrum. That only aggravated him more.
So treats it was… and now he’s singing like a dream. 😉