jay_jay florescent light ...is the name of a parakeet I once had. He was a beautiful dove white with red eyes. I named him Jay-Jay. Though, everyone spelled his name JJ. I prefered the formal spelling. When I was little I would chase him around with my baseball cap. I'd capture him in it. I feel soo bad about that now. I still remember his tortured cries. How he hated that thing. He would become freaked out as soon as he saw it. My ill deeds will forever haunt me. When Jay-Jay died we got another parakeet. Unfortunatly, I didn't have the honor of naming this one, for I would never have named him something as unoriginal, as Woody. Woody was bathed in the colors of a parrot, a tropical parrot. The blues were turquioses, and he had these zebra stripes on his tail and his wings. We kept his cage open at all times. He would fly around the house. He'd hop onto my finger. Climb onto your shoulder. Eat your hair. Bite your ear. When we ate dinner, he would hop onto the table and eat off our plates. If one of us read the paper, he would hop onto the paper. And eat the corners. If you turned the page, he would just sit under the turned page without coming out. I guess he didn't have much in the way of brains. 010312 ... monadh I had a pet Robin she was the tamest little songbird she used to eat from my hand and fly around my room I would play all of her favourite music and everyone who ever met her said she was the sweetest thing they had ever seen because she was she was so beautiful she died last autumn her name was Fergus Olwen and I can't help but feel as though I let her down that somehow I could have kept her longer if only I would have moved her cage from beside the window that morning when it was so cold the other day I saw a Robin in the orchard and I started to cry when I heard it singing it looked just like her kept all the same songs but knew nothing of food from the hand 010312 what's it to you? who go blather from