Happy Mother's Day!

...but what in the world were you thinking, my dear? I mean, I can understand your excitement at just having had a full moon (you were ALL crazy last night), but really, today? Good heavens, I swear, those were just "regular mealies" that I gave you this morning; yet, you were so "spazzed."

Today, everyone was fed another round of yummy Mighty Mealies from GrubCo, and Harley got himself all worked up. What a great glider he is, and he is so rambunctious - there is never EVER a dull moment with Harley around! Today, I tried and tried to capture a great "gliding photo" but ol' Harley was just too fast for me.

The first thing he did was land on me, and then he took to bouncing and poinging across the living room. He was especially fond of climbing up and down on my new acoustic guitar case (softside) and making a lot of racket. Then, he zipped up my lace curtains, and across the curtain rod, and back down the other side, and across the table.. down a leg, over a (newly re-upholstered chair), and down to the floor... across the room, and up Sugi's cage... where he proceeded to "tell that bunch just what he thought of them" before poinging over to the top of HIS cage... and then, hanging onto the side... and telling BooBoo what he thought of him, too. Gawd. As if that weren't enough mischief... my sweet (yes, he IS sweet!) boy decided to try out his gliding technique; so, he climbed to the top of his cage, and, for God knows what reason, decided he wanted to land on my crabitat (yes, I have a few hermies, and no worries, there is a lid on it to keep humidity in and gliders out)... but he missed, and went "ker-plunk" on my softside sewing machine case. That didn't slow our man down, no, not at all. So, back up the cages he zipped... right to the top of his, and decided he'd try a new strategy... gliding over to the door (I know this is strange, but Sugi does it too) where he can hang onto my door trim... and look down at me while I am on the computer.

Well. Harley took off! Zoooooom! His aim was great. Right on! But, he overshot his distance (uh oh) and went "ker-splat" on the door... and dropped (he is OK - I checked). But, right in front of the door, right at the side of my desk is a small Coca-Cola trash can... and my sweet boy nearly scored two points... with himself. IF he did fall in, he sure got out quick (thank God it had been emptied). At that point, I thought enough, boy, you are gonna hurt yourself (and he was making me nervous). I checked him out, and then tucked him into his snuggle pouch, made by Shawna (USMom), and put him to sleep for the day - with his equally sassy wife, AnnaBear.

Harley, are are quite a little "rebel rouser" but I love you very much!