Birdman666
Well-known member
- Sep 18, 2013
- 9,904
- 276
- Parrots
- Presently have six Greenwing Macaw (17 yo), Red Fronted Macaw (12 yo), Red Lored Amazon (17 y.o.), Lilac Crowned Amazon (about 43 y.o.) and a Congo African Grey (11 y.o.)
Panama Amazon (1 Y.O.)
So, this morning I actually slept in an extra hour, so I was late getting them fed.
For some reason both macaws were in clingy bird mode, wanting to be picked up and cuddled rather than fed... the other three? Not so much...
Tusk and Lila weren't waiting on me to have breakfast. They were already hard at work sorting through the mess Maggie made on the floor under her treat cups. Apparently she did the macaw beak swipe thing on the food remaining in her bowl, and these two forrage the way a wild bird would... if it hits the ground, it's up for grabs, and anyone can claim it!
We have a set order for feeding around here, and it generally keeps everyone in line. Each gets their turn, they get picked up, loved on, they "help" me fill their food bowls, and they go back, and then the next one gets a turn. My red lored amazon has been with me the longest, and is my "flock leader" so she always goes first. (It's a "status" thing... )
So as I am filling her food bowls, she rolls up into a ball with her head feathers up, and presses her face against my cheek. At this point, Maggie, my GW can't stand it any longer. "I want some of that too..." so down she comes from her cage, and she waddles over and plops down in a mushy pile of feathers on my foot.
So now, I am scratching Sally with one hand, and Maggie's neck with the other, while she tickles/preens/regurges on my foot... And of course, Sweepea is not about to be left out of this love fest, so guess who magically appears on the other foot?! Only now I'm out of scratching hands...
This, of course, means a sudden sneak attack, trying to drive Maggie off the "scratching foot" and take her place. (Now keep in mind that Sweepea is a red front about 600 grams. Maggie, however is a "Bolivian" greenwing, and is about 1850 grams, so more than three times Sweepea's size...
Bottom line: Maggie isn't gonna move. So Sweepea does the beak wrestling thing and backs off...
However, when Maggie turns to fend off the sneak attack, she swung that giant tail over Lila's head. So Lila expresses her displeasure, by grabbing ahold of it... Maggie swings around and backs Lila down. This, of course, is the opening Sweepea needs to grab a beak full of tail feathers...
Both Sweepea and Lila remain out of beak range, but poised to grab tail. At this point, Maggie backs up onto my lap and runs her tail feathers straight up my chest to protect them...
And that was when she cocked her head sideways and looked up at me, eyes pinning, and said CLEAR AS A BELL AND IN CONTEXT:
"What the hell?!"
I couldn't believe what I just saw and heard... had to share!
For some reason both macaws were in clingy bird mode, wanting to be picked up and cuddled rather than fed... the other three? Not so much...
Tusk and Lila weren't waiting on me to have breakfast. They were already hard at work sorting through the mess Maggie made on the floor under her treat cups. Apparently she did the macaw beak swipe thing on the food remaining in her bowl, and these two forrage the way a wild bird would... if it hits the ground, it's up for grabs, and anyone can claim it!
We have a set order for feeding around here, and it generally keeps everyone in line. Each gets their turn, they get picked up, loved on, they "help" me fill their food bowls, and they go back, and then the next one gets a turn. My red lored amazon has been with me the longest, and is my "flock leader" so she always goes first. (It's a "status" thing... )
So as I am filling her food bowls, she rolls up into a ball with her head feathers up, and presses her face against my cheek. At this point, Maggie, my GW can't stand it any longer. "I want some of that too..." so down she comes from her cage, and she waddles over and plops down in a mushy pile of feathers on my foot.
So now, I am scratching Sally with one hand, and Maggie's neck with the other, while she tickles/preens/regurges on my foot... And of course, Sweepea is not about to be left out of this love fest, so guess who magically appears on the other foot?! Only now I'm out of scratching hands...
This, of course, means a sudden sneak attack, trying to drive Maggie off the "scratching foot" and take her place. (Now keep in mind that Sweepea is a red front about 600 grams. Maggie, however is a "Bolivian" greenwing, and is about 1850 grams, so more than three times Sweepea's size...
Bottom line: Maggie isn't gonna move. So Sweepea does the beak wrestling thing and backs off...
However, when Maggie turns to fend off the sneak attack, she swung that giant tail over Lila's head. So Lila expresses her displeasure, by grabbing ahold of it... Maggie swings around and backs Lila down. This, of course, is the opening Sweepea needs to grab a beak full of tail feathers...
Both Sweepea and Lila remain out of beak range, but poised to grab tail. At this point, Maggie backs up onto my lap and runs her tail feathers straight up my chest to protect them...
And that was when she cocked her head sideways and looked up at me, eyes pinning, and said CLEAR AS A BELL AND IN CONTEXT:
"What the hell?!"
I couldn't believe what I just saw and heard... had to share!