Puddings & Toyboys

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Remembering Phineas: A cursory interest in kale

I found this draft post that I wrote some time ago in 2015, in the Cagney/Bezukhov/Phineas era.  I thought it would be nice to publish it under ‘Remembering Phineas‘….

Off & on, I have offered the Toyboys & Phineas kale.  Nice, curly, green kale.

Cagney & Bezukhov initially showed interest as it is green & leafy.  They would even go as far as to nibble it so the smell clearly did not put them off (unlike mint).  However, a little nibble is all they would partake of before apathy set in & it was completely ignored.

Phineas has also shown an interest in the curly green vegetable.  He also has a nibble but his nibble is larger & more sustained than the Toyboys, almost to the point that I have wondered if he actually likes it.

(Click on photos to enlarge)




Remembering Thomas: Four years on

Four years ago today, our beautiful Thomas made his way to rainbow bridge.

Handsome Thomas


Still in our thoughts & still missed.



Memories of the Manor

Atilla & Raspy on the Manor door

Last May, I posted about letting the manor go.  Although it was just an inanimate object, it was bound up in a multitude of memories, which I would like to indulge in here.

Atilla & Raspy were the first occupants of the Manor & moved into it in June 2009 from the Ferplast Rekord 6.  The Manor was bigger, with the dome/loft area being the significant bonus space, which also opened up.  The other main differences were the large central door & the useful & handy landing platform.

The video below shows them during their first moments inside the Manor:


Here they are on the landing platform, chewing on a large vine ball.  If you watch to the end, you will see a typical bit of Raspy in action:


The next phase of the Manor was when the Toyboys moved in.  Their first face-to-face meeting, i.e., not through bars, happened in the grounds of the Manor, more specifically, on the landing platform.  The following video captures this momentous occasion.  You can see that Cagney already had enormous self-belief that he was charming & therefore anyone would be happy to be in his company.  Bezukhov was off-camera, keeping a thoughtful & respectful distance.  Raspy & Atilla both asserted themselves by attempting to bite/grab Cagney’s tail.


Despite Atilla & Raspy’s ‘gentle’ reminder that they were in charge, they very quickly & graciously allowed those beautiful Toyboys to enter the Manor & explore.


It was not long before they could all rest harmoniously in the loft area together:

Clockwise: Raspy, Atilla, Cagney & Bezukhov resting in loft area of Manor


Nothing ever stays the same though, & after Raspy & Atilla departed to Rainbow Bridge, Cagney & Bezukhov were the sole occupants.  They retained sole occupancy even with the addition of friends Phineas & Thomas.  It was not until the loss of Cagney that Bezukhov felt compelled to move out.  When he moved into the Ferplast with Phineas, it was the beginning of the end for the Manor.


Although the Manor was still in use as a play, eating & general chill-out area, its importance was severely diminished.  With Bezukhov living in the Silver Villa with his friend Dalai, & their new friends Perry & Lennie requiring an equivalent home post-quarantine, the Manor was sadly retired.  Though it is gone, it is not forgotten, along with all the memories & precious hearts it housed, entertained & generously sheltered.

Thank you, Manor.



Remembering Phineas: Pillow complete

Over a year ago, I posted that I had prepared the inner pillow for Phinny’s remains (click here).  I am pleased to say that I have finally completed the outer sleeve.  It has been on my mind all this time.

Because Phineas was very fluffy, I decided to use soft grey fleece for the main fabric.  For a change, I invested in some variegated thread that changes colour as you machine, with the idea that this will represent a rainbow.  Some blue hearts completed the look, along with my customary wonky embroidery.

He sits on the shelf, alongside Atilla, Raspy, Thomas & Cagney, but I like to think they are all together someplace wonderful, that is filled with millet, fun & love.



Remembering Raspy: Six years on

Six years ago today, our beautiful Raspy made her way to rainbow bridge.  I hope the millet is plentiful there.



Still in our thoughts.

Love you always my dear girl.



Remembering Phineas on his adoption day

Phineas came into our home on this day, 5 years ago.  Here is a video of him, my finger & some preening:


Missing you, our little man.

Always in our thoughts.




Guest Post: The legendary Ian and Marshall (not forgetting Eric …)

Regular followers of this blog will be familiar with the legendary Sharing Sausages, who, over the years, graciously shared their wild grass with my flock.  Here is a tribute post to them written by follower rosebudgie.

THE LEGENDARY IAN AND MARSHALL (not forgetting Eric …)

It had been many years since I’d had budgies in my life, and by 2007 the pressure was building. Then I saw this picture on a forum:

Ian on the left


I can’t say for sure, because there was a whole brood of similar chicks, but I’ve always felt that Ian was the budgie on the left: there’s a certain look in his eye … Anyhow, I drove to Oxford to meet the family (born in a big cage in a living room) and chose Ian to take away with me. Even before I got him home, I realised that, as I worked full-time, it would be crazy to try to keep a budgie on his own, and that I would need to return to Oxford as soon as possible to get him a friend.

Ian was absolutely over the moon when I brought his brother Marshall back the following Saturday: kissing him, preening him … he couldn’t get enough of him. It’s remembering this that has totally convinced me that, in the vast majority of cases, budgies do need to be with budgies.

For the next ten years, Ian and Marshie colonized the living room. Theoretically their home was the Mini Manor but, especially in their younger years, most of the time they were out and about, flying from cage top to picture frame to window perch to curtain rail, tearing the leaves off my (non-toxic-to-budgies) house plant till it was completely naked.

From the window they would observe the seasons changing:


And they particularly loved to kiss and canoodle in the curtains:

Ian and Marshall canoodling


As they got older, podgier and lazier, even though the cage was usually left open, they often couldn’t be bothered to leave it after an initial morning flight. I set up a webcam so that, when I was at work, I and their other fans (including, of course, Sweetpea) could watch them eating, snoozing and – in Ian’s case particularly – loudly addressing the nation from the perch in full view of the camera.

Apart from the odd spat, the boyz got on wonderfully well – Read more of this post

Remembering Cagney: Two years on

Two years ago today, our beautiful Cagney made his way to rainbow bridge.



Still in our thoughts.

Love you my dear boy.




Remembering Atilla: Five years on

Five years ago today, our beautiful Atilla made her way to rainbow bridge.  I hope the millet is plentiful there.



Still in our thoughts.

Love you always my dear girl.





Remembering Phineas: One year on

One year ago today, our wonderful Phineas made his way to rainbow bridge.

It is hard to believe that a whole year has passed.  There have been many changes since his passing but his home, the Silver Villa, is very much the same.  I can still visualise him sitting at each seed pot, chewing the iodine block & sitting on the perch in the doorway.  His pink swing is still in use, though not as a bedtime position as he used it.



Always in our thoughts.

Love you my lovely boy.

(I still hope you can forgive me).