Scout's Turn

So, as I think you all know, my name is Scout. The picture above is an older picture, shortly after Jenni and Jason got me. I hatched in December of 2009 and as of yesterday, I am 25 weeks old. I don't remember too much of my original life with the breeder. They were all really nice people. Jenni still talks to them and keeps in touch about how I am. Things are different now than they were before I came to Lincoln!

I was born in Meadville, MO, but in January 2010 I traveled with the breeder and her dad to St. Joseph, MO to meet my new "parrot parents". Jenni hand fed me for the first time and more of it got on me than in me, but I was happy because there was food involved. Then Jason, Jenni, and I all went for a long ride home to Lincoln, NE, and I was home. Again, Jenni hand fed me some formula and it got all over the place. I bobbed my head. Jenni asked me if I thought I was a boxer because of the bobbing and weaving! I loved cuddling and I still do sometimes. Jenni and Jason took really good care of me.

I love food. Jenni made up some stuff recently that I really like. It's a mixture of brown rice, mixed vegetables, shredded sweet potato, and a shredded orange bell pepper. It's good. It's so good that I have to make a mess of myself when I eat it!! Jenni stopped feeding me formula last night on my 25 week birthday. She seemed sad about it. I cheered her up by grabbing her glasses, flapping my wings against her head, and barking in her face. Ah, what a wonderful life it is!

Right now I am molting and getting in my adult feathers. Jenni said it will be all over soon and tries to give me scratches and help peel pinfeathers. Sometimes nothing helps. It itches so badly! I don't like baths and I don't like to get totally wet. I just like to jump in my water dish once a week and soak my head and my front and the top of my wings. That's all the bathing I need.

Last weekend they tried to clip my wings. HA I totally outsmarted them and flew off. I don't want my wings clipped. I like having my independence to fly to Jenni whenever I want to see her, which is all the time. Besides, they only got an inch of my primary feathers. It will take a lot more to keep me down!

Well, I need to get going to bed now. Night night!! Bring food next time!