The noise began. I can’t really classify it as chirping, but it is definitely not squawking either. It’s loud, but not super loud. It was unwelcome at 6:35 a.m.
It’s all part of it. I knew that going in. I assume Shlomo knew. He better have known. All in all, though, Loco is a very sweet bird.
He is so sweet in fact, that he basically wants to spend all his time with us. If he can see us, he wants to be with us. Not just in the same room, but our playing with him. We are trying really hard not to indulge him too much because how long will it take for that to get old? My guess: not long.
Is it wrong that I basically try to train him the same way I would a dog. Is there a Cesar Milan of the parrot world? If so, what is his name? We have 30-40 years with this guy. I would like to make them as enjoyable as possible.
I realize that it will fall to me to be the disciplinarian. Shlomo is really only there for the unconditional love.
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