Usually my bird is a pleasant little angel. Sometimes my bird is in a bad mood. He gets angry. Well, one day he was in a terrible mood; very angry. I went over to his cage to uncover him or open his door or something and do you know what he said to me? He said "Fuck you!" While he'd never said that before, I wasn't completely surprised because I'm sure he's heard it plenty. He hasn't said it since then I think partly because he wasn't fond of the words and partly because he hasn't been that angry.
His favourite word used to be "hello", then it was "pretty bird" and stuff like that, then it was "how are you". The last one he learned more recently. He'll say "How are you" and I'll say "Pretty good. How are you?" and then he'll say "Pretty good" He likes saying "how are you" though. He knows a bunch of words and stuff. The only thing I don't like is sometimes he's using his talking voice and saying something but I can't understand what because it isn't very clear. Oh well.
He also knows a shit ton of different whistles because he's awesome like that. One time, we were sitting outside together listening to other birds, and we heard this one bird that made sort of a rolling "r" sound. He perked up, listened to it for a bit, and then started imitating it right away! So mow we'll call to each other like that sometimes, it's fun.
While I'm on the subject of bragging about my baby boy, I'd like to mention what he does after he flies, when he lands. He'll call out and sometimes I'll say "where are you" and he'll keep doing that until I find him, say "there you are!" and pick him up. It was cool and all until he flew into a pine tree near the upper middle of it and sat there waiting for me to get him. I was completely unable to reach him and was sort of panicking. Finally I got a ladder and a broomstick because I couldn't reach him with just the ladder. I held up the broomstick for him to perch on and then brought him down and held him to my chest. Ugh, I was so relieved.
I love that he's brave as hell. Mess with him, and you'll get hurt. If my dog annoys him, he walks right up to her and bites her on the nose, or flies at her and chases her away. They get along half the time, but I just love that he doesn't let his physical size inhibit him in any way. He just goes up all brave and defends himself. I love that. He got that from his daddy. His parents were named Ringo and Queenie.
I'm stopping myself right here. I could write four books about him. Four books that nobody would read, lol.
Also, video. Is funny.
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lilcheeselad
Does he poop when he fly's?
Sensationalism
He actually hasn't, but it's not like he flies for a significant part of the day. He did poop on another kid's foot. That was funny.