JawzX
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today I made a fun, and slighty bewildering discovery: Baby LOVES power tools.
yes, power tools!
I shouldn't have been surprised, since she seemed so interested in my assembly of some shelving units a few weeks ago, but this was just too ridiculous...
I bought a bunch of un-treated, un-finishd wood shapes from a local wood-craft shop (birch and pine) to make some new toys for Ms. Beak, using the vegi-tanned leather laces from some of her old, now destroyed toys and the new wood shapes...
this required drilling holes in the new peices to string them on the old laces. I decided I'd used the dremel as its smaller, quieter and more handy than the big electric drill. When I got the dremel case out of the closet Ms. Beak immediately ran over to the edge of her cage and watched intently as I unpacked the device and arranged the parts to begin work. She then looked at me, raised her wings and started yelling to be picked up.
ok, I thought, she wants to be part of this, what harm can it do? So I picked her up, set her on my shoulder and sat down to work.
she was immediately running back and forth on my shoulder chirping and yelling excitedly, something she almost never does and leaned way out to watch and try to bite the power cord as I began to drill the first piece.
before I realized it she had climbed down my arm and started wrestling with the dremel as I drilled! In my surprise I let go of the piece of wood I was drilling which caused it to hurl off the spinning bit and clonk two keys off of my laptop, (I'll have to buy new keys as the slittle plastic scisors thingis under the X and C were both totally demolished by the hit!) which was set nearby! I shudder to think what might have happened if that flying piece of wood had hit Ms. Beak! She though it was the greatest thing ever and started talking! She never talks when she's on my shoulder!
she ran off my hand, eyes flashing like little stars and tried to bite every piece of stuff on the table!!
the birdy joy was irrepresible and the dremel was definitely a large part of it.
I re-evaluated my safety measures, brought out the hobby vice and replaced the excited girl on my shoulder, with a newly-holed piece of wood to distract her... It worked, mostly. She leaned out, clucthing the little house-shaped piece in her beak to watch each time a new one went in the vice and the dremel spun up.
each time a new hole was made she would drop the piece she was holding and demand to chew on the newly drilled one until all holes were complete.
Then came the threading of peices onto the leather, she yelled happily and said "pretty birdy", "hello" and "what are you doin?" over and over again, demanding to play with each finished string of wood and leather as I tied the final knot. Running up and down my arm and beaking everything in sight.
I should probably have kept her at a safe distance from my work, but I have never seen her so excited and animated about anything! She tried to get into the dremel case and play with all the bits (which, much to her chagrin I did not allow) and also tried to drag the dremel across the table, (which, after I unplugged it, I did allow a little)
I put her and her new toys back on top of her cage and packed up the tools, which she watched intently, running back and forth and chirping and saying "hi buddy, what're you doing?" she even ran out to end of her long branch/play stand that's hung off the cage to watch me put the demel case back in the closet.
the new toys lasted about 5 minutes before she went back to an old favorite plastic rock/bead/chunck thing
in retrospect, and writing this post, it's probably not the safest Parronting choice I ever made, but how can you argue with that much Bird-joy?
hide your power tools, Ms. Prissy Beak is on the loose! :11:
yes, power tools!
I shouldn't have been surprised, since she seemed so interested in my assembly of some shelving units a few weeks ago, but this was just too ridiculous...
I bought a bunch of un-treated, un-finishd wood shapes from a local wood-craft shop (birch and pine) to make some new toys for Ms. Beak, using the vegi-tanned leather laces from some of her old, now destroyed toys and the new wood shapes...
this required drilling holes in the new peices to string them on the old laces. I decided I'd used the dremel as its smaller, quieter and more handy than the big electric drill. When I got the dremel case out of the closet Ms. Beak immediately ran over to the edge of her cage and watched intently as I unpacked the device and arranged the parts to begin work. She then looked at me, raised her wings and started yelling to be picked up.
ok, I thought, she wants to be part of this, what harm can it do? So I picked her up, set her on my shoulder and sat down to work.
she was immediately running back and forth on my shoulder chirping and yelling excitedly, something she almost never does and leaned way out to watch and try to bite the power cord as I began to drill the first piece.
before I realized it she had climbed down my arm and started wrestling with the dremel as I drilled! In my surprise I let go of the piece of wood I was drilling which caused it to hurl off the spinning bit and clonk two keys off of my laptop, (I'll have to buy new keys as the slittle plastic scisors thingis under the X and C were both totally demolished by the hit!) which was set nearby! I shudder to think what might have happened if that flying piece of wood had hit Ms. Beak! She though it was the greatest thing ever and started talking! She never talks when she's on my shoulder!
she ran off my hand, eyes flashing like little stars and tried to bite every piece of stuff on the table!!
the birdy joy was irrepresible and the dremel was definitely a large part of it.
I re-evaluated my safety measures, brought out the hobby vice and replaced the excited girl on my shoulder, with a newly-holed piece of wood to distract her... It worked, mostly. She leaned out, clucthing the little house-shaped piece in her beak to watch each time a new one went in the vice and the dremel spun up.
each time a new hole was made she would drop the piece she was holding and demand to chew on the newly drilled one until all holes were complete.
Then came the threading of peices onto the leather, she yelled happily and said "pretty birdy", "hello" and "what are you doin?" over and over again, demanding to play with each finished string of wood and leather as I tied the final knot. Running up and down my arm and beaking everything in sight.
I should probably have kept her at a safe distance from my work, but I have never seen her so excited and animated about anything! She tried to get into the dremel case and play with all the bits (which, much to her chagrin I did not allow) and also tried to drag the dremel across the table, (which, after I unplugged it, I did allow a little)
I put her and her new toys back on top of her cage and packed up the tools, which she watched intently, running back and forth and chirping and saying "hi buddy, what're you doing?" she even ran out to end of her long branch/play stand that's hung off the cage to watch me put the demel case back in the closet.
the new toys lasted about 5 minutes before she went back to an old favorite plastic rock/bead/chunck thing
in retrospect, and writing this post, it's probably not the safest Parronting choice I ever made,
but how can you argue with that much Bird-joy? hide your power tools, Ms. Prissy Beak is on the loose! :11:
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