Disclaimer: I have never been to New York and have never met anyone who pronounces “bird”, “boyd”.
That said, I had a cockateel growing up, Nibbles. Much to my mother’s chagrin, Nibbles lived to be 72. In people years. OK. Not really, but Nibbles did live to be something like 16 or maybe even 20. My mom didn’t fully enjoy Nibbles, and as I grew up and moved out, neither did I. Nibbles became my dad’s pet, Boyd.
Something about a New York bird being a Boyd. So, Nibbles became Boyd. Just like Dad named my favorite teddy bear, “Helen.” In honor of my Great Aunt Teddy whose real name was Helen. I much prefered my chosen name for my bear, “Teddy.” But instead, she became “Helen Teddy.”
In honor of Nibbles the Boyd and in memory of Helen Teddy, I present to you The Animal Whisperer’s latest creative endeavors.
He is amazing!!! He has them for sale for around $20-$25 each for anyone looking for a custom-made-from-reused-items Bird House. Eh-hem, Boyd House.
Joyce already got one…there are 6 left.
- The Goat Cheese Lady