A Little Too Easy

My husband commented last night that Mihah wanted to go in with the Doobie Brothers. Everytime she hears them, she responds with an eager "beep! beep!" and looks alert. I shook my head. I really have no idea how old Mihah is, but I don't suspect her to be breeding age and I don't want her to get hurt. She'll have to deal with being separated. No babies for Mihah yet, unless they're fosters from the cutthroats.

Native, the gouldian, is doing rather well. He's on one of the best diets I've ever  supplied and its made me boost the other's diet as well. I just really want to help him through his molt as best I can and get him to look pretty again.  He grooms himself often...more often than a male should, in my opinion ;)

Last night I made the plunge and asked my husband (again) if I could have a lovebird. I kind of have to do this because if I just ask once and he waves it off, then he sees it as something that doesn't mean much to me and forgets about it. If I bring it up a few times, he'll know its something I have my heart on. He knows I've been putting job applications in like crazy and putting forth the effort to find a job, but I feared even that wasn't enough.

You see, I normally don't ask him before I do something. If I do, I usually get a hefty "no". I usually go out and do it, that way its done and he can't tell me no. He just sighs and rolls with what I've done. How do you think I ended up with 7 finches? It wasn't because I asked! And he's totally fine with the finches. He even talks to them and whistles and beeps with them. But if I would have asked if I could have them, he would have said "no". So I usually don't ask. I know my limit and I know when I'm near it and I know not to cross it and become overwhelmed. When I do ask, and for some reason he doesn't say "no", he'll respond "You're gonna do it anyways, so go ahead". haha, he knows me.

But anyways, a lovebird is a big commitment and I wanted his approval for it. It'll be like bringing in another puppy, or having another kid. They aren't like finches where you can feed them and leave them alone. They require a lot of attention and a proper diet. I knew he'd brush off the question  easily and try to forget about it, but I insisted and last night I made a proposal. If he got me a lovebird, I'd do him a favor.

Its a secret favor, you're not allowed to know it!

But he jumped on board with it and I got the "go" to pick out my lovebird! I simply can't wait! Convincing him was so much easier than I anticipated, too. I really didn't want to get one as something he would just tolerate. I wanted him to be on the same side as I was...and he is. I knew a lovebird wasn't too much to ask for!

I've been thinking about names since last night. I'll have to write them all down and see which one fits the lovebird when he/she comes. It'll probably have to be able to fit both genders as I'll probably not know if its a male or a female.

So excited!