Eclectus Parrot amongst apple blossoms....
There is absolutely no doubt that the day I found this Parrot a new home that it was a great day for me. (free advice from Watermelon Man...never, ever, under any circumstances
accept a parrot) My daughter got this bird "for free". Ummm...yeah....bad idea....somehow we made it 18 months with this shitbird before finding it a new home. To this day I don't know how we did it without my murdering the S.O.B.
accept a parrot) My daughter got this bird "for free". Ummm...yeah....bad idea....somehow we made it 18 months with this shitbird before finding it a new home. To this day I don't know how we did it without my murdering the S.O.B.(but he was photogenic)
posted by Reach the Beach at 12:40 AM
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Hehe, we can relate. A few years ago we took in a budgie...it is the bird from hell. Damn thing will probably live forever :)
Birds make terrible pets. Floyd used to have a cockatoo and had no choice but to find it a new home. This little shit was guaranteed to outlive Floyd by at least 20 years, and Floyd is certain that he knew it. Ah, the blood-curdling screeches at three in the morning; the endless stream of birdshit all over the house; the destruction of all wood moldings and furniture. Floyd should have eaten that little bastard.
Hmmm...seems to be a common thread here. The one thing I just absolutely HATED though, as Floyd mentioned, were the blood curdling
screams when you were least expecting them. The ones that about gave you a heart attack or made you jump out of your shoes.
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