Zorro's going to the avian vet.

More eggs. And probably one more tonight.
We're taking her to the vet tomorrow.

Zorro laid an egg.

I'm blogging right now to tell you that you really need to have your pet birds sexed at the vet if they aren't birds with obvious sexual markers...like budgies with the purple cere for boys and brown for girls...or the eclectus where the male is red and the female is green.
See, as many of you may know, I have 6 birds. One is a lovebird named Zorro. He was given to us by a friend who could no longer take care of him. At least that's what she said. I'm not questioning whether she could take care of Zorro. She was sick and we were glad to take over the responsibilities and invite the little bird into our little aviary. I just think it's funny that she had the bird for 7 years and assumed Zorro was a boy.
Well, he's not. He's a she. She laid an egg the other day. And one of our parakeets is the daddy of that non-viable egg.
I'm assuming this parrot on my left hand is a boy and the one on my head is a girl. But I don't know. You know why? Because I only have tri-chromic vision. Birds see extra colors and it's those extra colors that reveal the sex to each other.
Where's the funny in this blog? I wrote it in ultra-violet. Parrots are falling out of the sky with laughter.