<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853203034600910590</id><updated>2011-11-09T09:35:46.525-08:00</updated><category term='bath'/><category term='meet the team'/><category term='photos'/><category term='funny'/><category term='conure'/><category term='hair dryer'/><category term='pet'/><category term='parrot'/><category term='bird'/><title type='text'>Curb Your Avianism</title><subtitle type='html'>Trying, in some way, to justify my ridiculous obsession with parrots. Failing that, I shall endeavour to infect a few others with it too. Warning - parrots are addictive. 
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[Disclaimer - Curb Your Avianism will not accept any responsibility for any personal injury arising from sniffing, snorting, injecting or otherwise improper usage of parrots]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curbyouravianism.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6853203034600910590/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curbyouravianism.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CTS</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SjsJn-X-BnY/Trq51e_GgtI/AAAAAAAAAVA/QZv3wEk37xU/s220/cts.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853203034600910590.post-8139166220134783515</id><published>2008-12-08T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:19:45.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair dryer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parrot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bird'/><title type='text'>A Bird in the Hand is worth Two in the Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i8PT5beHLas/SUA5EVg0clI/AAAAAAAAALQ/O_hD9AAuEDY/s1600-h/Bath+envy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i8PT5beHLas/SUA5EVg0clI/AAAAAAAAALQ/O_hD9AAuEDY/s320/Bath+envy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278281509935280722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Birds don't like swimming. Or do they? Every since Jimmy was a chick, he's liked a good bath. What started off with the odd cursory run under the faucet soon became a healthy dunk in a deep dish. Now, Jimmy is so impatient to get a sousing he'll throw himself into a sink by hook or by crook, and woe betide I waste valuable time moving the bolognaise pan out first. It is true, I have in the past had to rinse flecks of dinner out of his feathers on more than one occasion, or fished him out the Fairy liquid with a ladle. These days, he loves nothing more than to run around, or float around a sink inches deep in water, until he is nothing more than a pathetic, pruney parrot. And he loves nothing more than to get a good splashing from his mother, whilst simultaneously trying to savage any fingers that might prematurely pull the plug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i8PT5beHLas/SUA3zyFgKMI/AAAAAAAAALA/CqLqv-Dk4Rk/s1600-h/Jimmy+dries+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i8PT5beHLas/SUA3zyFgKMI/AAAAAAAAALA/CqLqv-Dk4Rk/s320/Jimmy+dries+off.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278280126035929282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Once he has been satisfactorily soaked, and both myself and our vicinity feeling like Tsunami victims, he will sit shivering and feeling incredibly sorry for himself. When his baths were only superficial, he'd make do with a quick rub in a towel to soak up the excess. Now, not only does he have to spent 10 minutes wrapped up in a towel, looking somewhat like the baby Jesus or ET, he now has to spend 15 minutes under the hairdryer to make sure he doesn't catch pneumonia. Blow-drying a bird I think is quite possibly the apex of my parrot-loving madness, make no mistake. But the little bugger loves it. It's like an instant parrot pacifier, like slipping him a heavy sedative. He does from feisty, grumpy, keep-those-finger-out-of-my-reach-so-help-me-God chomp-monster to the meekest of the meek. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i8PT5beHLas/SUA4Dy0rPhI/AAAAAAAAALI/-jJ8bzouPv8/s1600-h/Soggy+Jimmy!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i8PT5beHLas/SUA4Dy0rPhI/AAAAAAAAALI/-jJ8bzouPv8/s320/Soggy+Jimmy!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278280401111694866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Jemima, on the other hand, used to have the bathing habits of a six year old child - only under duress could you get her within a 2 metre radius of anything that would clean her. However, after watching a Jimmy-washing last weekend, and being the recipient of the ensuing spray, she decided to take the plunge. The accidental full body immersion didn't go down tremendously well, but on later investigation, she has discovered she can sit for a good ten minutes solid under a streaming tap until she's soggier than Spongebob Squarepants' undercrackers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;As proud as I am that Jemima is no longer the bird equivalent to Pigpen from Peanuts, now this double bathing and drying ritual takes a good hour out of my week, since Jemima too has also discovered the therapeutic properties of my Babyliss 5000. For a parrot who normally careers cavalierly about the place like Haribo-fuelled toddler, the ability to sedate it through the power of warm air is, to me, truly phenomenal. For the mean time I shall entertain their bathing habits, and will embrace their cleanliness wholeheartedly. However, the day Jimmy asks for a perm and Jemima wants her nether regions waxed will be the day I put the Funny Farm on speed dial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6853203034600910590-8139166220134783515?l=curbyouravianism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curbyouravianism.blogspot.com/feeds/8139166220134783515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6853203034600910590&amp;postID=8139166220134783515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6853203034600910590/posts/default/8139166220134783515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6853203034600910590/posts/default/8139166220134783515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curbyouravianism.blogspot.com/2008/12/bird-in-hand-is-worth-two-in-bath.html' title='A Bird in the Hand is worth Two in the Bath'/><author><name>CTS</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SjsJn-X-BnY/Trq51e_GgtI/AAAAAAAAAVA/QZv3wEk37xU/s220/cts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i8PT5beHLas/SUA5EVg0clI/AAAAAAAAALQ/O_hD9AAuEDY/s72-c/Bath+envy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853203034600910590.post-7345501993035000288</id><published>2008-12-07T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:52:30.097-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meet the team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parrot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bird'/><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i8PT5beHLas/ST_HyrKYE5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/04twH00dzpY/s1600-h/jimmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278156961695142802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i8PT5beHLas/ST_HyrKYE5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/04twH00dzpY/s320/jimmy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name:&lt;/strong&gt; Jimmy (aka Jimbot, Jimbobs, Jimothy, James and Fat Boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age: 7&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breed:&lt;/strong&gt; Maroon-bellied conure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Likes:&lt;/strong&gt; Swimming, hairdryers, chillies, sitting in 'the parrot grip', wearing his toy bell as a hat and hoovering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dislikes:&lt;/strong&gt; The Eastenders theme tune, anything by the Gorillaz, being harrassed by Jemima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad habits:&lt;/strong&gt; Not appreciating the terms 'hangover' and 'weekend', flicking banana up the walls, removing buttons from remote controls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite saying:&lt;/strong&gt; Jim- Jim- Jimmy, Aaaaaaaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best impression:&lt;/strong&gt; The noise of running water, pretending to be a telephone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Likes to steal:&lt;/strong&gt; Petit filou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most happy when:&lt;/strong&gt; snuggled up asleep under mum's chin, getting a blow-dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Factoid:&lt;/strong&gt; Jimmy was once asked to star in 'The Apprentice'. He declined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i8PT5beHLas/ST_H94FxQxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/A0HQsvma4to/s1600-h/jemima.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278157154144043794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i8PT5beHLas/ST_H94FxQxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/A0HQsvma4to/s320/jemima.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name&lt;/strong&gt;: Jemima (aka Mima, Mimarama, baby girl and dirty bird)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age:&lt;/strong&gt; 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breed:&lt;/strong&gt; Pearly conure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Likes:&lt;/strong&gt; Playing football, her toy bee, toes, regurgitiating seed, escaping, the rare occasions that Jimmy is nice to her, doing dirty parrot things on her perch (and sometimes her unsuspecting owner).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dislikes:&lt;/strong&gt; Peanuts in their shells, the electric toothbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad habits:&lt;/strong&gt; Shredding the bottom of her cage, getting stuck down the side of the sofa, digit nipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite saying:&lt;/strong&gt; Who's a good boy, hello babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best impression:&lt;/strong&gt; A stalking velocipator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Likes to steal:&lt;/strong&gt; Laptop keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most happy when:&lt;/strong&gt; Dancing, running around on the floor, getting tickled under her armpits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Factoid: &lt;/strong&gt;Jemima is probably a boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6853203034600910590-7345501993035000288?l=curbyouravianism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curbyouravianism.blogspot.com/feeds/7345501993035000288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6853203034600910590&amp;postID=7345501993035000288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6853203034600910590/posts/default/7345501993035000288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6853203034600910590/posts/default/7345501993035000288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curbyouravianism.blogspot.com/2008/12/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>CTS</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SjsJn-X-BnY/Trq51e_GgtI/AAAAAAAAAVA/QZv3wEk37xU/s220/cts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i8PT5beHLas/ST_HyrKYE5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/04twH00dzpY/s72-c/jimmy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
