I often see Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot gnawing at a cuttlebone that is wedged between the bars of his cage. I asked the tall person what a cuttlebone is and why does Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot keep biting it. The tall person said that a cuttlebone is the internal shell of a small squid called a cuttlefish and is a good source of calcium, just like the bones I eat. Hmm, I suppose that’s good. However, the tall person went on to say that the cuttlebone also helps to exercise and strengthen Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot’s jaw and beak. I was astonished! Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot has been provided with the means to supersize his bite? You could have knocked me down with a feather! No wonder it hurt so much when he pecked my nose. All this time, Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot has been training hard and De and the tall person had unwittingly provided him with a mini gym.
Well, two can play at that game Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot – De! Can I have another dinosaur bone please?
My neighbourhood has a number of churches. They are almost all Georgian Orthodox but there is one Russian Orthdox church that De and the tall person and the little person go to and light candles for the people they care about. I am not allowed inside but the tall person says that it is has many icons and beautiful paintings of saints. Two famous priests are buried in the grounds of the church and many people go there to pray.
Georgians, young and old, are very religious and they cross themselves when they pass a church. I often see Orthodox priests, like the one that raised me at the nursery at the Tabakini Monastery. They have long beards and wear black robes.
You may know that I am a big fan of balconies. I have two in my house – one overlooks the street and the other the yard. Balconies are very popular in Georgia and most houses have one. They are often framed in ornate wrought iron and many are shaded by a canopy of vines or roses or other flowers.
On my walk through the neighbourhood today I passed one of my favourite balconies and the tall person took a picture so I could share it with you.
We live in a noisy world. Our days are filled with sounds of cars and laughter and chatter and music and TV and doors opening and closing and kettles whistling and children calling and a thousand other sounds of everyday life. We learn to live with these and we add our own to this familiar community of sound.
But there are other sounds that don’t belong and these are the ones that we react to. A friend of mine, Scarlett, said to me this evening that she had been frightened by fireworks recently and now she runs and hides whenever a loud noise startles her. I can understand her reaction. None of us like loud noise but it usually mean that something is wrong. Loud often means danger but it can also mean someone needs help so we should never ignore loud sounds.
This evening I heard a loud bang outside so I went to investigate. The tall person came with me and he explained that it was probably a car back firing. I bark whenever I hear an unusual sound and the tall person says ‘show me’ and I take him to where the sound came from and he tells me what the sound is and he says ‘good girl’ and I relax. He has always done this and it reassures me and helps me tell the difference between good and bad sounds.
I hope this helps you Scarlett. Remember, noise can’t hurt you. So, next time you hear a loud sound take a deep breath and go and have a look. It might mean that someone you care about needs your help.