Mine pisses me off most every day. Usually when he shits down my shirt. Or hisses at my fingers for getting too close to his territory on my shoulder. Apparently I'm not allowed to scratch my own neck, that's his job, which he does badly because the feathers on his head just tickle. Damn rescued conure, has no sense at all.
I miss my grey -- the one thing the ex-girlfriend got that I miss. He was technically her bird, but nobody told him. I was boss parrot, she was cage cleaning droid. Who said greys aren't smart?
