It's not pining, it's passed on. This parrot is no more. It has ceased to be. It's expired and gone to meet its maker. This is a late parrot. It's a stiff. Bereft of life, it rests in peace. If you hadn't nailed it to the perch it would be pushing up the daisies. It's run down the curtain and joined the choir invisible! This is an ex-parrot!


(2/18 page of a Monty Python calendar a friend gave me, with John Cleese holding the "Norwegian Blue" parrot.)

Beautiful plumage!

Truth be stranger than fiction, folks.

http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/ArticleNews/TPStory/LAC/20050215/FASS15/TPComment/Features

Pining for the kibbutz?

An indignant Israeli is suing a pet shop that he says sold him a dying parrot, reports the Ma'ariv newspaper. Itzik Simowitz of the southern city of Beersheba contends the shop cheated him because the Galerita-type cockatoo not only failed to utter a word when he got it home, but was also extremely ill. Mr. Simowitz adds that the shop owner assured him the parrot was not ill but merely needed time to adjust to its new environment.

oh, now you've stunned him