Bird Love

I must remember to cover Gigi bird well now that the days are getting longer. Nothing like being woken up at 6 am by a horny, screaming parrot that wants his blanket removed, a passion fruit and fresh newspapers to molest. I now have to give him a wide berth when I walk past his cage or he has a tendency to try to eat me.

Trying to find a nice balance of letting him know I love him but not allowing my face to be chewed off.

Here’s to hoping mating season is over soon. I’m thinking next year he’s getting a girlfriend. I’m tired of him showing me his love and affection by trying to eat me or puking in my hair. Regurgitated parrot food is not a good conditioner.