Betrisher
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- Jun 3, 2013
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- Parrots
- Dominic: Galah(RIP: 1981-2018); The Lovies: Four Blue Masked Lovebirds; Barney and Madge (The Beaks): Alexandrines; Miss Rosetta Stone: Little Corella
Today, I was standing in a queue at the bank with my sister (who is a most disagreeable and obstinate person, but that's not important right now). As I waited for the clerk to waffle around in her cash drawer, I heard a wolf whistle behind me. Looking round, I couldn't seen anyone who looked like a wolf-whistler: all the people in the bank were grey-haired pensioners, it being Pension Day. I turned back and our clerk continued to rummage in her drawers.
Another wolf whistle. I thought I must be dreaming as I turned back for the second time. On the third occasion, though, the queue of pensioners laughed in unison so I turned right round and had a good look. A young guy was standing at a different counter with a gorgeous male Eclectus parrot on his shoulder and the lead of its harness in his hand. All the pensioners and the teller who was rummaging in her drawers on his behalf were spellbound as the bird sang and danced along its master's arm.
What a thoroughly beautiful bird he was! I'd say he was an adult by his colours and the excellent feather he was in. He called out 'Peter! Peter! I want you right now!' and everyone died laughing. Then, he whistled a bit of a tune and reached out to shake an old man's finger. He was a credit to his owner, who was clearly very proud of him and very careful to see he was safe and clear of anyone who might grab at him.
I was spellbound. I've never seen anyone with a bird on a harness before (well - except for Tab's photos of herself and Fargo going outdoors). This was such a treat and I'd have loved to stop and speak to the bird and his guy, only the Ugly Sister went striding out ahead of me and I was forced to scurry after her. Ooooo! Little sisters should be et at birth! :22_yikes:
Another wolf whistle. I thought I must be dreaming as I turned back for the second time. On the third occasion, though, the queue of pensioners laughed in unison so I turned right round and had a good look. A young guy was standing at a different counter with a gorgeous male Eclectus parrot on his shoulder and the lead of its harness in his hand. All the pensioners and the teller who was rummaging in her drawers on his behalf were spellbound as the bird sang and danced along its master's arm.
What a thoroughly beautiful bird he was! I'd say he was an adult by his colours and the excellent feather he was in. He called out 'Peter! Peter! I want you right now!' and everyone died laughing. Then, he whistled a bit of a tune and reached out to shake an old man's finger. He was a credit to his owner, who was clearly very proud of him and very careful to see he was safe and clear of anyone who might grab at him.
I was spellbound. I've never seen anyone with a bird on a harness before (well - except for Tab's photos of herself and Fargo going outdoors). This was such a treat and I'd have loved to stop and speak to the bird and his guy, only the Ugly Sister went striding out ahead of me and I was forced to scurry after her. Ooooo! Little sisters should be et at birth! :22_yikes:
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