And I thought having a cat asleep on your lap when you had to go to the bathroom...

…was bad.

Nope, that’s a cakewalk.

Right now, I have Shamus the Senegal Parrot asleep on my left shoulder, and Maureen the Cockatiel asleep on the right shoulder.

I have to go to the bathroom.

I don’t dare. If I get up, the birds will wake up, and I will have a cranky bird on each shoulder. Also, possibly the only thing more adorable than a kitty curled up sleeping on your lap is a bird sitting, one foot tucked up into its tummy feathers and its little beak buried into the feathers on its back.

So, here I sit, trapped under a couple of birds.

I’m glad O’Brien the Budgie is sitting on her play basket merrily twittering to herself instead of sitting on my head fast asleep, or I would be in real trouble.

Mango… Honey… I think maybe you need to re-evaluate something.
They may outnumber you, but you are bigger than they are. You win. Go pee.
(This from the woman who was late getting in the shower this morning because she didn’t want to disturb the sleeping cat in the tub.)

Yes, but they have these tremendous powers of cuteness that they are exercising.

Anyway, the situation has improved. Both birds have awakened from their naps, and I am therefore free to move about the apartment.