Birdman666
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- Sep 18, 2013
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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.)
is a macaw who doesn't get to come.
As many of you know, Maggie's exclusive out time with me is Laundry day. She comes with me to the laundrymat, sits outside on her playstand, and we play in between loads, and laundry day is that much less boring for both of us...
Well, my car is in the shop, and I'm driving a rental (and her playstand doesn't fit in it even if I do break the "no pets in the car" rule) so Maggie doesn't get to come. BUT she sees me loading clothes into the car, BUT NOT COMING BACK AND PICKING HER UP and then a light bulb comes on... SHE'S NOT COMING THIS TIME...
As I'm closing the door she hops down from her cage top and starts waddling after me full speed ahead towards the door, making what I can only describe as a macaw howling noise... (Think hound dog on steroids, with twice the angst!) and all I could do was close the door on her! (You Heartless Ba$tard!)
Made it up to her in the afternoon. She sat on my lap for an entire football game, and chewed up one of my bird shirts... (with me in it. By the time she was done, it had more holes in it than Charlie Brown's Halloween costume.) By the end of the day, all was forgiven.
They all got a fair amount of outside in the tree time yesterday as well.
As many of you know, Maggie's exclusive out time with me is Laundry day. She comes with me to the laundrymat, sits outside on her playstand, and we play in between loads, and laundry day is that much less boring for both of us...
Well, my car is in the shop, and I'm driving a rental (and her playstand doesn't fit in it even if I do break the "no pets in the car" rule) so Maggie doesn't get to come. BUT she sees me loading clothes into the car, BUT NOT COMING BACK AND PICKING HER UP and then a light bulb comes on... SHE'S NOT COMING THIS TIME...
As I'm closing the door she hops down from her cage top and starts waddling after me full speed ahead towards the door, making what I can only describe as a macaw howling noise... (Think hound dog on steroids, with twice the angst!) and all I could do was close the door on her! (You Heartless Ba$tard!)
Made it up to her in the afternoon. She sat on my lap for an entire football game, and chewed up one of my bird shirts... (with me in it. By the time she was done, it had more holes in it than Charlie Brown's Halloween costume.) By the end of the day, all was forgiven.
They all got a fair amount of outside in the tree time yesterday as well.
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Glad you made it up to her.
