The budgies are in an uproar every day. They have been repositioned to the hallway since the plaster man repaired the ceiling. I can't wait for next week so that I can start redecorating.
Every time somebody walks upstairs, they flap about, squawking. Today, the Hall of Fame kids are being photographed by Hud. Pretty Boy Floyd and Mozelle are in a tizzy.
I try to comfort them by singing and saying the word, "Up!" It's Mozelle's only trick. She'll step onto my finger. Somehow, it calms her down.
Simone has only one trick as well. She will leap into my arms if I tell her to, "Hop Up!"
I know, this is from one of the winter storms. We're all covered up. I had hair and Simone had a sweater. Heeee. She flings herself up at me. Once she surprised me by jumping straight at my chest from an ottoman in the studio, right there behind us in this photo. She almost knocked us both over. That's when I introduced the "hop up' command. Sometimes I'm a slow learner when they're teaching me their tricks.
Zoe can retrieve toys. You have to be careful what you wish for with that dog. Sometimes her clown car mouth will open up and six different balls, bones and bears will tumble out.
Zali's few tricks all involve kissing. That dog is not right. Or maybe it's me.
Carmen's got nothing. She relies on her good looks and personality. If you throw a ball at her, it will hit her smack on the noggin and earn you her disdain.
At least the fish come when I call them. The hamsters? Don't bite me. Yes, I had to train them not to do that. And Let's all leave Aida alone. Shall we? It's better that way.
I have to go now. Cesar Milan called. He needs help with a difficult dog training problem. I'm his secret weapon...