Polly-my Parrot

Saying for the day: You can't teach old parrots new tricks.

When Betty and I lived in Chicago in Seminary housing I decided to buy a parrot.
It was advertised in the local paper.
It was not very expensive and I had always wanted a parrot.

I suppose all the stories of Grandma Leidia’s parrot were the reason I wanted one.
So Betty, being a good wife, let me get Polly.

I know that’s not a very original name but he was named before we got him.

He knew how to say two things clearly.

He could say “ Come in” and “ How are” .
That was it.
He also muttered something but we never could figure out what it was.
We quickly learned two things about parrots; they scream a lot and they bite.
Polly did both well.
If we weren’t in the apartment he would scream at the top of his lungs or perhaps I should say he would squawk .
The neighbor’s did not like this at all.
So we had to buy a cover that could be put over the cage when we weren’t there since he never made noise in the dark.
In our first parish Polly used to invite people in when we weren’t home.
Once he invited in the Bishop.
There was a nice clear “come in” and the door wasn’t locked so the Bishop came right in and stood around wondering where we were.

Polly hated women. He would sit on his perch and when a women came close to the cage he would leap at her .
This would scare the lady and she would jump back and then Polly would laugh.
He had a mean laugh.

We gave him a dog toy which was a wood barbell .
Polly would try over and over to balance it on the perch and then stand on it.
He always got dumped and that’s when he said things you couldn’t understand.

We used to give him parakeet cage perches and he would turn them into toothpicks.
This is the reason we finally sold him.
My son Peter was born and we were afraid that he might stick his finger in the cage and Polly would do his thing on the little finger.

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News from Pigeon Falls-Eino secretly, well as secretly as you can do anything in Pigeon Falls, removed the hermit clothed statue from the Hermit’s house and locked it up in a closet in the basement of his garage. He was afraid somebody might sneak in and steal it. The constable and Robert helped him move it. Now he waits to see who will come looking.
The last night of the variety show was a great success. Vicky added a new Pigeon Falls song to the two she was already singing. People preferred the song about the White Rabbit to both of the others. Sometime I will get a copy and share it with you. Pastor Marvel even got up enough nerve to play the two songs he knows on the accordion and told funny stories before and after each song. I thought pastors were supposed to be supper serious. But then this is the pastor who once a year on the Sunday after Easter tells funny stories for the sermon. He calls it laugh at the devil Sunday.
The White Rabbit wasn’t to be seen after this session and the dragon hasn’t been around for a while. Perhaps things will go back to normal.
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WE spent all day pricing things for tomorrow's rummage sale. I will be so glad when this is over and life can return to some kind of normal. My doctor called and saidf all my tests were back and my heart was fine and my lungs looked a little better in the xray than they had last time. I felt much better after that call. Well I need a breathing treatment.
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