I had a great dream about little winged friend. And very soon my grandad and granny made me a present - a real little parrot!!! I named him - Jasha. There are many stories about parrots, but on this page is located only the short photo report about my friend Jasha... | |
I think that my mother did not like parrot so much in the beginning... But very soon my parrot became a head of family! That is true - Jasha likes be a command! He fly with whistle and likes to eat chees, potatoes and bun in public. | |
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My granny was found a very attractive for Jasha. The parrot can sit on her arm for a long time and tell her about bird secrets. In actual fact Jasha asked her about a little of tasty food! To tell the truth - my parrot didn't learn Russian! | |
On this photo Jasha examine a beer at the granny's glass. In fact my parrot think - beer or not two beer? | |
For a long time we didn't understand why my parrot was so kindly with our wall-watch. Jasha was coo on top of watch, bustled, returned into the cage and arrived again. Once my granny had remove dusty from watch and inclined it. Suddenly a big lumps of parrot's food falled out! It's a real fact - my parrot fed it and sang serenade as for loved being! | |
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