Talking with the birds

My late sister had a breeding pair of Solomon Island Eclectus parrots. The male was a very good talker but sounded just like a demented aristocratic old English lady from a Monty Python skit. "HELLOOOOOO..." he'd squawk, "NOOOOO BITE!!! I LOOOOVE YOU!!! KISSES??? KISSES???? WHAT DOOOOO YOU WAAAAANT?" among others in his retinue.

When she moved to the west coast, she took both parrots on the plane in a dog carrier. We're walking through the airport with this shaking carrier, which is shedding feathers right and left, and emitting the sounds mentioned above. People are looking around, expecting to see someone's 102-year-old senile British grandmother being forced onto a plane. If this happened today, they'd have the cops on us.
 
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