February 22nd, 2008

I thought it was about time that I posted another embroidery pattern – I have chosen a budgie, or for it’s correct name, Budgerigar. I think it must be quite an English thing keeping Budgies – I have a real soft spot for them as my first pet was a Budgie called Billie (I know, not the most thoughtful name for her, but in my defence I was 4 ….). Billie had to be changed from the “y” ending to “ie” as he turned out to be a she. I had her til I was about 10 and she was great – they are very interactive pets, and we didn’t keep her caged up all the time. My parents brought me up to believe that where possible animals should be allowed to be themselves, so birds having the opportunity to fly etc. We opened her cage door first thing in the morning and it was closed as we went to bed for the night, apart from that she had free reign throughout the house. She only went outside twice, and we panicked then but managed to bring her in. Billie was obsessed with my brother, and she would listen for the sound of his bike (pedal, then later motor) outside, and would start squawking and bobbing her head up and down, and wouldn’t stop until he came in and gave her attention.
Having a budgie flying free in your house wasn’t always the bet plan – I remember budgie poo all over one of my music books when I was learning the piano, and occasionally she came to join us on the dinner table. It probably why I am pretty relaxed round most animals now though, and as soft as I am on the cats. I justify it that I chose to have animals in my life and I get enormous pleasure from them, so I need to make sure I make them as comfortable as is reasonable in their lives with us. You can see from Stella’s face here though, that she is obviously mistreated and fed up with life itself. She seems to be having a bit of a love affair with David at the minute – she curls up on his knee, does tricks for him, and even takes one of her toys with her to lay on his side of the bed… Sorry to break it to you dear though, she does fall in and out of love with many people – she’s a not a long term commitment kind of cat – anyone prepared/ able to give her loving is promptly demanded to produce the goods, and as long as you give her good fussing, she’s happy with you for however long it takes for someone else to move on to. Boo, on the other hand is very she, but once she trusts you, you have a friend for life.
Anyway, enough gibbering, here’s the pattern – if you decide to stitch anything with this please let me know as I’d love to see it x

3 Responses to “Budgie”

  1. Faye 'Country Chic'on 22 Feb 2008 at 1:04 pm

    Hi Claire,
    Wow you have been busy, London then Ireland. Loved the pics of you and the baby… I predict you will be a mummy in the near future, you would be fantastic:). Thanks for the birthday wishes, it was nice to have a day off from the thousand things I need to do.
    Take care.

  2. Vickyon 22 Feb 2008 at 1:55 pm

    I had a budgie when I was little called Bobby (again, very original). He was great and loved to sit on the edge of your glass and steal your lemondade. I remember that he either hated or loved the theme tune to neighbours because when it started he would squalk as loud as he could.

  3. Elizabethon 22 Feb 2008 at 4:09 pm

    We had an albino budgie when I was small – imaginatively, he was known as Snowy! He used to come out in the evenings and would spend hours perched on top of the mirror pecking away at the wallpaper, the plaster, and eventually he was down to the brickwork. My dad used to go mad and shout and wave the newspaper at Snowy but nothing stopped him peck, peck, pecking away at the wall. I know what you mean about Loop – lovely shop but I walked straight past it when I visited, it’s so small if you blink you miss it.

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