I have had this whole week off. I am loving every lazy moment of it. We are spending a lot of time on the couch. Merlin here is yawning his brains out – he is no more ambitious then I am!
The parrots aren’t supposed to be on the couch without a sheet protector but I’m doing laundry while we laze about, and I didn’t have the heart to shoo my boys away. As long as I pay attention, both parrots will give me a good poop on command every ten or fifteen minutes, so if they get any on the couch or my leg its my own fault. In case you are curious, their body movements are very indicative of when its time to go, so all I have to do is hold them over the plastic floor protector under my living room table and say “Take a dump!” and they oblige. Bandit is much better at this then Merlin, but as I said, it is a matter of timing on my part.
One of the many plus sides of cats is they never poop on me or the furniture. Isn’t Sassafrass patience personified? She won’t even deign to look at the feathery bundles of yumminess perched on my knees.
I’m lucky they let me sit here. Or rather, lie here, providing a nice comfortable perch.