Avast me hearties! What do you do with a Pirate Parrot who is icebound in Maine? No seriously, what? Our Pirate Parrot was marooned here during a snowstorm in January. Now that I think of it, it was my birthday weekend when I found him in his battered cardboard ship seeking a safe harbor on our porch. Based on the markings and design of his shipping vessel, prior to arriving in Maine, I presume he spent a lot of time in the Amazon. However, being a Pirate Parrot, he’s not one to squeak and tell of his past exploits or the location of his treasures.

Since his arrival, I’ve seen him spend long hours on our windowsill, gazing out landlocked at a wintry abyss, waiting for his opportunity to fly the coop.

Although Maine has its own rich history of pirates frequenting its coast, it is obvious my Pirate Parrot has more in common with Maine’s winter export of snowbirds who set off for warmer, tropical ports. Because when not hanging out on our windowsill, I’ve found him on more than one occasion on the baseboard heater trying to stay warm.

I tried to show him that being marooned here for the winter isn’t so bad, and that it is a good opportunity to relax while dreaming of future adventures with his new crew of roving rover pirates setting course for fun in a station wagon. But my Pirate Parrot did not seem impressed. He’s one to judge, considering his first ship was made of cardboard!