Allee
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Looks can be so deceiving!
Harry can only be a sweetie for so long, then something will push her default button and she will do something awful to make up for lost time.
Harry has several favorite tricks that she just cannot completely give up. I have successfully trained her not to bite, that was a big one for Harry, she has a taste for human flesh, especially mine.
At the top of Harry's list of favorite things to do is to lull me into a false sense of security and attack when I least expect her to.
Harry is very smart, she knows a physical assault will immediately result in a time out, occasionally she considers the crime to be well worth the punishment, on those occasions, after committing a war crime she will put herself inside her cage and slam the door, usually complaining loudly all the way.
She likes to fly to me and land upside down, clinging to my hair or clothing by her toes. She will dangle there, looking pitiful and in need of help for as long as she can. I never attempt to help her because experience has taught me that is exactly what she is hoping for. If I make the mistake of trying to help Harry right herself she considers it an open act of war and retaliates in kind, in that case she refuses to put herself in a time out because in her twisted little mind, she's done nothing wrong.
Another favorite trick of Harry's, and bless her, she saves this one for the most special of occasions. After she has done something particularly offensive to me or a flock mate but feels her actions were justified, she will fly to the top of the TV, turn her back to me, announce her intentions loudly, "pee-pee-poo-poo," and poop all over the TV screen. Harry is potty trained, she is very particular where she poops, indiscriminate pooping is always intentional, Harry's way of adding an exclamation point to a bad act.
I was wearing a hoodie the other day, Poppy's favorite hoodie, a sure way to guarantee extra snuggles. Harry landed on the bottom edge of my jacket and hung there while I pretended not to notice. She eventually grew tired of waiting for me to sacrifice a finger to satisfy her bloodlust. She crawled slowly toward the pocket of my jacket, mumbling, "be a good boy," adorable, she wants a ride in my pocket. She grabbed the soft flesh just below my elbow, grinding her beak and growling, she left a dime sized bruise to remind me who won the game. She then flew to the TV, screeching all the way, she lit in her favorite spot and turned her back. Sammy was yelling, "Stop It." For once, Harry did stop it, without pooping on the TV screen. Technically, Harry didn't cause bloodshed and therefore didn't deserve a time out.
Her newest favorite trick is, 'bowling for quakers,' she waits until Sammy is perched comfortably on my head or shoulder and flies into him, hitting him with the full force of her body weight and knocking him off his human perch. This is very unfair to poor Sammy and it must stop. I have yet to decide what countermeasures may be successful.
Harry can only be a sweetie for so long, then something will push her default button and she will do something awful to make up for lost time.
Harry has several favorite tricks that she just cannot completely give up. I have successfully trained her not to bite, that was a big one for Harry, she has a taste for human flesh, especially mine.
At the top of Harry's list of favorite things to do is to lull me into a false sense of security and attack when I least expect her to.
Harry is very smart, she knows a physical assault will immediately result in a time out, occasionally she considers the crime to be well worth the punishment, on those occasions, after committing a war crime she will put herself inside her cage and slam the door, usually complaining loudly all the way.
She likes to fly to me and land upside down, clinging to my hair or clothing by her toes. She will dangle there, looking pitiful and in need of help for as long as she can. I never attempt to help her because experience has taught me that is exactly what she is hoping for. If I make the mistake of trying to help Harry right herself she considers it an open act of war and retaliates in kind, in that case she refuses to put herself in a time out because in her twisted little mind, she's done nothing wrong.
Another favorite trick of Harry's, and bless her, she saves this one for the most special of occasions. After she has done something particularly offensive to me or a flock mate but feels her actions were justified, she will fly to the top of the TV, turn her back to me, announce her intentions loudly, "pee-pee-poo-poo," and poop all over the TV screen. Harry is potty trained, she is very particular where she poops, indiscriminate pooping is always intentional, Harry's way of adding an exclamation point to a bad act.
I was wearing a hoodie the other day, Poppy's favorite hoodie, a sure way to guarantee extra snuggles. Harry landed on the bottom edge of my jacket and hung there while I pretended not to notice. She eventually grew tired of waiting for me to sacrifice a finger to satisfy her bloodlust. She crawled slowly toward the pocket of my jacket, mumbling, "be a good boy," adorable, she wants a ride in my pocket. She grabbed the soft flesh just below my elbow, grinding her beak and growling, she left a dime sized bruise to remind me who won the game. She then flew to the TV, screeching all the way, she lit in her favorite spot and turned her back. Sammy was yelling, "Stop It." For once, Harry did stop it, without pooping on the TV screen. Technically, Harry didn't cause bloodshed and therefore didn't deserve a time out.
Her newest favorite trick is, 'bowling for quakers,' she waits until Sammy is perched comfortably on my head or shoulder and flies into him, hitting him with the full force of her body weight and knocking him off his human perch. This is very unfair to poor Sammy and it must stop. I have yet to decide what countermeasures may be successful.
. It always blows me away how smart she is. Thinking about all of Harry's stories cumulatively, I think she is one of the smartest birds I've ever heard of in terms of actively demonstrating intelligence. She sure keeps you on your toes. I'm glad there was no bloodshed this time!
