You Know You're A Parront When...

poop, seed, and pellets are just part of your new dress style.

The pocket of every pair of pants you own contains bird treats. Okay maybe this is just me.

Bird poop adds character

you can hear them squawking as you park your car and walk up to your front door.

It doesn't phase you to drink/eat after your fids, any more than it did/does to do so after your kids.

Your default greeting is "Hey Birdie!".

ScooterNScotty wrote:

Your default greeting is "Hey Birdie!".

Pellet crumbs and seed husks in the bed.

Keeping your birds right next to your bed isn't a good idea.

Kokuhteel wrote:

you can hear them squawking as you park your car and walk up to your front door.

This is bang on!

...you call your SO a Bird Brain...because they always seem to have a bird on the top of their head!

When all you nice shirts have holes chewed in them.

When you have to go to the bathroom to talk on the phone...

henpecked wrote:

When you have to go to the bathroom to talk on the phone...

LOL!

When you buy organic produce... so you can share it with your fids!

henpecked wrote:

When you have to go to the bathroom to talk on the phone...

LOL!! Capt, that's so true!

boring friends and family with conversation about your birds


dusty

When your teenage daughter gets mad at you because she's been walking around with bird poo on the back of her shirt all day and you didn't tell her about it ... because you didn't even notice it!

When you make a smoothie for yourself and realize there's something in it the bird shouldn't have and run back to the blender and make them their own little birdie smoothie (this didn't happen this morning or anything)

Yeah i know....shouldn't put rum in the birds smoothie...not in the morning anyway.

henpecked wrote:

Yeah i know....shouldn't put rum in the birds smoothie...not in the morning anyway.

LOL seriously...it's just for nap time

I put chocolate powder in my smoothie this morning, forgetting that the little fluff ball begs unashamed until he gets some. I couldn't just watch him flutter and stare at my glass.

- when you go to dollar store and instead of aluminum foil, you bring toys/toy elements for your fids
- when you don't have to set up alarm clock in the morning
- when you buy elements for parrot toys in craft store instead of something for you
- when you put in your browser word:"parrot forum"
- when you search for the same crazy people like you, because you feel only they will understand it
- when you lay to your bf about price you paid for parrot/cage/accessories
- when you coming home and your first words are: Hi birds!
- when you put laminated floor in your all apartment area just to have them everywhere

...when you squeal like a nutjob every time you walk in the front door; souly for the entertainment of your bird/birds

"HIIIII!!!! JACK! I HEAR YOU! HI JACK! GOODBOY!"

Nevermore wrote:

...when you squeal like a nutjob every time you walk in the front door; souly for the entertainment of your bird/birds

"HIIIII!!!! JACK! I HEAR YOU! HI JACK! GOODBOY!"

Too funny. Anymore, the birds sound off when I open the door or disarm the alarm and the next thing is "Hi Birdies!" usually followed by "Hi Kitties" and then my husband, "Well what about me?"

My eek toots when she wants my attention. Company tells me my phone is ringing.
She goes toot,toot, toot, toot,toot in a row real fast.

When the bird bites your husband and you are more worried about the bird than the husband? Or is that dangerously headed in the direction of "Single Parront".