OK, I resisted for awhile but I am throwing in on this. Other than rebuilding my house that is now larger than my wife and I will ever need, we have a habit of saving the world one bird at a time. It started out with a friends Cockatiel. Then came a nearly naked, cause he plucks feathers out, Cherry Headed Conure. Follow him up with a White eyed Conure that eventually escaped, more Tiels, an Orange Winged Amazon, more Budgies, and finally another Conure and Amazon. Right now we house 8, yep like 8V, birds in the aviary. Which was the front living and dining room.
All have issues as those of you that have adopted animals well know, they aren't perfect otherwise the owners would have kept them right? This big Guy is my buddy, enemy when he takes meat off my bones and is the biggest talker. We think he was raised by a little old lady because of his laugh and sigh combination. His best string of words, and this is clearly heard out in the street by strangers: "This Bird Wanna go for a Ride" or sometimes he changes it to be-- go for a Drive. Very clear, no mistakes, and lately he has been throwing in This Bird Wanna go for good. But we aren't letting go of him.
Why others couldn't make all our guys behave is our never ending question. They are birds not dogs and you have to watch the hormonal stuff twice a year. But being on the coast some of that is moderated, we think. So blah here and no thunderstorms or big heat.
So Call me a bird brain IF you have to. It is all my wife's doing she has the mercy heart.
So this be POPEYE! With "that look" I would butter him up until his eyes were less orange before I tried to scratch his head. He can do major damage to a half inch stick in one bite. Flesh to the bone, don't ask how I know that one. And bites cut from the bottom up as that is the sharper edge of the bill.