I bought alot of beads (plastic beads, plastic star beads, wooden block beads) and some foam anima shapes to make into toys for Smeagol and Gollum. I got home in a good mood because I have the day to myself, the weather is warm and sunny and my walk was a lovely one.


Gollum is such a little sweetheart, but since we've only had him for two months and he is still in the baby stage, I find myself in that worrisome bird-mommy stage, gasping everytime he falls/flutters to the ground. He is such a little persistent twirp. His wings are clipped so he cannot fly, but ever since the first time we saw him at the store he has always been denial about it. He would waddle over to the food dish in the middle of his cage (on the bottom) get on the edge of the raised lip and JUMP to the edge of the cage.. over and over again.. giving silly little chirps and loving the attention we gave him. We loved him immediately. I think it's even more frustrating for him now, since we do not clip Smeagol's wings and he get to fly around and strut his stuff. Gollum always keeps trying, and he is oh so bad at it. His feathers always get so bent and broken and fruffled and he always scares the poop out of me because sometimes his fall is kinda far. He will be sitting on the highest perch in his cage, holding onto it and just start flapping his wings as hard as he can making a ruckus, eventually letting go and fluttering about until I hear the THUMP at the bottom of the cage. He really is a silly bird. He has learned though that whenever he falls and he is out on my shoulder or near by.. and then flutters to the ground.. that if he comes back to me I will pick him up. It's so cute, it's like birdy-fetch. He will fall.. flutter a little away.. and then waddle over and look up at me with the cutest expression on his face as if to say, "maybe next time". heh. If we don't pick him up right away he will find the tallest object to climb onto nearest where we are and sit ontop of it and look up at us chirping here and then. heh.

His vocalization of the world "Smeagol" is getting quite good now, though I'm constantly telling him... "nooo.. you're NOT smeagol your name is Gollum... GOLLUM.. GOLLUM" But it doesn't seem to be sticking. So now I have two birds that can say Smeagol, even though only one of them are named Smeagol. Heh. I think it's a grapevine effect.. if I teach Smeagol how to say Gollum, Gollum will eventually pick it up. hah. I'm sure the two have a connection, though they refuse to admit it. Whenever we are watching them they keep their distance from one another and get angry if one comes too close to the other, however on more than one occasion in the morning when I uncover their cage they are sitting side by side, and then when they notice I am there one will chase the other away. I'm not sure what to think about it.

I didn't feel like making toys right this instant, so instead I decided they could play with the toy components. I spilt them into a laundry basket and put them in. Smeagol seems to like monkeys just as much as I do, wheras Gollum seemed to favour the little elephants. Cu-ute!





~*AnNa*~