Bruce, a small yet spirited companion, reigns supreme in a cozy kitchen corner.
“Bruce will be 15 years old this year. I adopted him six years ago when he was 9. I thought he was just too small to be there, and he seemed like a character hanging upside down in his cage,” says Tina Kirmis, volunteer at Greyhaven Exotic Bird Sanctuary.
Every morning, as the sun peeks through the windows, he indulges in his favorite ritual, ready to conquer the day uniquely.
Though diminutive in stature, Bruce possesses an undeniable might, and his eating dome is his ticket to unbridled mess-making freedom.
With each dawn, he sets out to create glorious chaos, his untamed spirit and insatiable appetite driving his wild escapades.
Bruce revels in his breakfast extravaganzas as the world awakens, relishing the freedom to make as big a mess as his heart desires.
Crumbs fly, bowls topple, and scattered food forms a confetti-like carpet beneath his eating dome.
He truly is living life to the fullest, unapologetically embracing the chaos he leaves in his wake.
“When I took Bruce for his first checkup, his avian vet recommended I feed Bruce berries for antioxidants. So I did, and he flung them everywhere! I didn’t want that to deter me from feeding him what was good for him, though. Even though I really didn’t like cleaning dried berries from the furniture, appliances, etc.! After he eats his berries, he often flies over to my head or shoulder and wipes his berry beak on me. I don’t know how many times I’ve been out and touched my hair to find dried raspberries!”
Witnessing Bruce in action is a sight to behold. His fervent determination is palpable as he explores the boundaries of his eating domain, unabashedly savoring every morsel.
With each triumphant slurp and loud crunch, he affirms his existence and declares his place in the world. He is the unrivaled champion of mess-making, a testament to the joy of embracing one’s innate desires.
In Bruce’s world, there are no constraints, no rules to stifle his exuberance. The morning routine is his canvas, and he paints it with colorful strokes of mayhem.
As the remnants of his breakfast masterpiece scatter around him, he basks in the aftermath, a true connoisseur of delightful disorder.
“He’s a huge personality in a tiny package. Bruce is a Pacific parrotlet and is around 36 grams. He loves me but has little to no interest in my other birds other than to steal their food. He thinks nothing of going into Poppy’s cage and stealing her food, and she’s a cockatoo! He’s very quick when he flies and loves to hide in small places, so I must know where he is at all times. He enjoys sleeping on the dish rack and the lampshade in the kitchen window.”
Kirmis decided to reduce the mess by giving Bruce a dome to eat underneath.
“I remembered something that I got from the dollar store. It was a plant protector, so I thought that would be perfect. So I cut a door out, and it’s worked perfectly. I just run water over it, and it cleans easily.”
For Bruce, living his best life means reveling in the chaos he creates. He is a force to be reckoned with, defying expectations and embracing the messiness that defines him.
Each morning brings a new opportunity to celebrate his mighty existence, reminding us to embrace our unique quirks and live authentically, just as Bruce does with his unabashedly messy morning rituals.