Dear Diary

Wow, I thought I will never get around my diary session!  My mom went shopping this morning cause she had a little "flutter" on the Grand National in the UK.  I had no idea what all this fuss was about when she got so excited yesterday- 40 horses jumping over them high fences and the beauty of it the old lady does not even watch them jump, she turned the telly off and just get "sudden death results"  which brings me back to my birthday gift.  I still wander what am I getting for my birthday?

My dad pointed to a spelling mistake of one of my diary sessions but hey I can get away with it because I am an African Grey and my mom is Afrikaans, say no more! So happy that my mom went to bed earlier last night which meant that I had a good nights rest.

Funny how I know when the old lady is going out for the day.  She thinks she can pacify me with cashew nuts, luvely bowl of fruit and lots of provitas.  What she does not know is that the mess she walked into when she came home from the malls, were deliberate!  That will teach her to leave me on my own for so long!

At the moment I am extremely vocal, sitting on my mom's shoulder and let her have it.  "Come my boy, hello poepies, whisteling happy birthday, mmm, (that is what she normally says when she is on the phone) and my famous Barney want a apple".....I hope she gets the message.

I truly hope my mom and dad are going to take me to "petshop boys" this week, that is the lovely couple that hand reared me.  I am not looking too good at the moment but my mom was told I am pulling my feathers for attention, let them work that one out!  I get a lot of attention but one can never get too much!

I will keep you posted about my "looks".