In an attempt to reduce social stress I've purchased a portable electric washing machine. It's not here. Yet. Soon. Here is a picture of what I bought:
Very soon I'll be able to soak and wash my delicate thingies in their very own device. In between I'll be doing three or four shirts that Aldo has aggressively pooped on, and carefully watching the other three or four shirts that I have against shredding.
Not that I expect the portable washing machine to shred my shirts. Oh, no. See that honor goes to Mr. Sidney the Cockatoo, aka Sidney. Aldo aggressively poos to show me she's very upset with me for spending so much time with the cockatoo. In the mean time Sidney lovingly chews on my shirts as a way of solidifying our flockness. Somehow our flock strength grows when he can sneak up behind me and chew on my shirts. When I have time I'll post a pic or two of shirts that have been Sidney shredded. This, my friends, is the life of a parront.
Vocabulary time!
Parront: Human parent to a fid.
Fid: feathered kid.
The way I figure it the Wonder wash is a wonderful device to start me on my path to small living. Though I do have to admit to something here: this is not the portable washing machine I wanted to get. I cheaped out. In some respects I'm still struggling with the idea of small living.
Here is a video of the machine I really wanted to get, but couldn't find available in my area. I think the boxy look makes me feel a little more secure. Or is it the Nomadic Fanatic's narration? Hmmm . . .
One thing, though: he uses too much laundry soap. But then, most people do.
Very soon I'll be able to soak and wash my delicate thingies in their very own device. In between I'll be doing three or four shirts that Aldo has aggressively pooped on, and carefully watching the other three or four shirts that I have against shredding.
Not that I expect the portable washing machine to shred my shirts. Oh, no. See that honor goes to Mr. Sidney the Cockatoo, aka Sidney. Aldo aggressively poos to show me she's very upset with me for spending so much time with the cockatoo. In the mean time Sidney lovingly chews on my shirts as a way of solidifying our flockness. Somehow our flock strength grows when he can sneak up behind me and chew on my shirts. When I have time I'll post a pic or two of shirts that have been Sidney shredded. This, my friends, is the life of a parront.
Vocabulary time!
Parront: Human parent to a fid.
Fid: feathered kid.
The way I figure it the Wonder wash is a wonderful device to start me on my path to small living. Though I do have to admit to something here: this is not the portable washing machine I wanted to get. I cheaped out. In some respects I'm still struggling with the idea of small living.
Here is a video of the machine I really wanted to get, but couldn't find available in my area. I think the boxy look makes me feel a little more secure. Or is it the Nomadic Fanatic's narration? Hmmm . . .
One thing, though: he uses too much laundry soap. But then, most people do.
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