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We returned late last night from our holiday and we couldn’t wait to see our darling pigeons! Elmo was fast asleep when we arrived, however, as soon as he saw us he rushed around in greeting – he was so happy to see us!!

Georgie on the other hand was a bit stand-offish. I think she was annoyed with me for having gone away. She was also tired and so after a quick cuddle and kiss I put her back to her cage to sleep. The next morning Georgie started to warm to me once she realised that I was back for real. Looking a bit scruffy because she’s moulting, Georgie is otherwise loving me in her usual wonderful way. I have to say that we missed our darling pigeons and are happy to be back with them.

I took the day off to spend time with the pigeons, as well as to unpack and do the laundry and Elmo was delighted. He kept following me around, cooing and beckoning me to him. After I had breakfast he spent an hour on my lap, snuggled up to me. … Now as we all know, Elmo doesn’t usually like me – he’s Richard’s bird – however, because Elmo hadn’t seen me for a while he didn’t mind my company at all! Once Richard got back from work though, Elmo was back to his normal attacking and telling off! Cheeky lad!

Here’s a video of Elmo loving my company and attention this morning:

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Georgie helping me with the laundry!

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Georgie is moulting and looking a bit scruffy.

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Elmo is very happy to see us!

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Elmo on my lap!


Richard has been away on holiday for 4 days, I was away for a day and a half. During the time we were both away my mum-in-law and a woman pet sitter were drafted in to check on our pigeons.

I returned home this morning to find Elmo almost tripping over himself in excitement and happiness in seeing me. Georgie had laid an egg and was a bit more subdued as she was still egg-heavy with the second egg.

Elmo did his mad pigeon dance and would not leave me alone as I wandered about the flat sorting out things. If this is how he greets me, his least favourite human, then how is he going to react when Richard, his favourite person, gets home tonight?!


Elmo can see me through the window. I haven’t noticed him yet as I check our bird feeder in the garden but when I glance over to our bedroom window I can see him already in full swing into his pigeon dance. He’s prancing about the bed, bobbing his head and cooing like mad (although I cannot hear a thing through our wonderfully double-glazed windows). He hasn’t realised yet that I’m wearing my warm woollen hat since there’s sleet raining down and the air is cold. In a minute though he’ll see it and stop dancing and start shaking like a leaf, as if I’ve just turned into a big dragon coming to eat him.

Elmo doesn’t like hats. No idea why, but he’s scared senseless of them, even if Richard is wearing one. And Elmo LOVES Richard. Why should a simple hat transform the love of his life? But it does and Elmo will run a mile if anyone is wearing a hat (I could understand it if the hats stick up and are funny shaped but he’s scared of simple beanie type hats too. Weird).

Anyway, I digress. So, I take off my hat and bob my head up and down, shaking my shoulders at Elmo. This gets him even more excited and he’s jumping on the bedside table and back onto the bed, fanning his tail out and cooing. I quickly top up the empty bird feeders with seed, then go open the door to our flat. I can now hear Elmo cooing. He’s probably on the bedside table now waiting for the bedroom door to open. I can also hear Georgie flapping about in her cage. She’s heard me coming in and is eager to come out.

After dumping my coat, shoes, bag, etc., I open the bedroom door and the cooing stops. I peer into the room and I see Elmo stretching his neck forward to see who it is from the bedside table. So sweet! He immediately begins his cooing and his excited dance, showing me how happy he is to have me there. This is the one time that Elmo will like me, when I come home from work. And it is hard not to love him even more when he’s strutting his stuff and telling you he’s so happy to see you.

Georgie is no different. I take her out of her cage and put her on the sofa and she starts twirling around, cooing madly. She’ll follow me around now and demand to sit on my lap, but I must prepare dinner and check my emails and write this blog. I can hear both Elmo and Georgie calling me now, wanting attention and cuddles. Richard isn’t home from work yet but they’ll both start their mad dance again when he gets here. Who could ask for more after a long hard day at work?