Out of the clear blue, my African Gray parrot Abdul has started yelling, “Woodie, woodie, woodie, wooooo!” with great emphasis on the last woo. I have no idea where he ever heard anything like that or why it is suddenly his favorite phrase. But instead of being greeted in the morning with “Good morning. I love you. Give me a kiss”… which used to be his regular morning routine… I am greeted with a phrase that makes me look around for a dozen clowns in a tiny car driving towards my coffee pot.
Life is never dull with birds around.