Brunie's
Page!
Chirrup! and welcome to MY page. It's way better
than Andy's isn't it? Don't tell him I said so. I believe I'm
the best little birdie out of the ones I know. I'm a beautiful little
angel who loves attention and bullying little birdies around. My
Mummy loves me VERY much. She has me out every day and I 'sit' on
her shoulder when ever I can. Santa, I've been a good little birdie
this year except for being snappy with my little sharp beak. I'm
a hen so I can't help it. It's in my heritage! Santa, can you
please make my baby brother Andy mature and tell him to stop biting like
I do? I can't wait to see those presents.
Mummy wants to provide some info on me so here
it is.
Brunie (middle name: Baby-Blue Flipper Flapper)
is a female and was born on Dean Cain's birthday (31/7/96). The name
'Brunie' has derieved from the name 'Bruno', a bird my mother had when
I was younger. He lived till he was 16 human years old. We
didn't know if Brunie was a boy or girl and I wanted to have the name slightly
different. This bird is very photogenic and easy to pose. She
has a very changeable temperament. Baby-Blue was the temporary name
when she was not known to be a girl or boy. Flipper is when at night
Brunie makes dolphin sounds as she is tired and cranky. Flapper is
there as she used to be a natural fan when she was a baby in her cage.
This wonderful little bird can be so friendly, yet dangerous. She
loves Shakespeare and loud sick noises. She has a plastic boyfriend
on a spring in her cage who she often dumped for Tweetie (her deceased
older brother). This boyfriend is called Robert Redford.
BRUNIE: On MY page I've provided pictures
of my beautiful self.
Me as a baby posing on Mummy's Gorilla.
Me as a baby on Mummy's desk, checking out a duck
ornament. I chewed up the yellow ribbon. I also like to chew
paper, rice cakes, shredded wheatmeal, lettuce, my droppings, feathers,
wood, raddichio and bread.
It took me (Little Miss Woodpecker) exactly two years
(September 96 when Mummy got me to September 98) to chew one of my perches
to the core. This is the artwork I'm proud of.
A feather of mine. Mummy collects them from
the cage floor.
Me in a close up with the video camera. I'm
not camera shy, instead I look into the camera wondering why it's staring
at me. click here to see me eye to eye
Robert Redford, a boyfriend I long ago dumped, realising
he wasn't real and why he didn't repeat my actions.
My so called 'feathery skirt' (bottom).
My pretty feet.
