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True love?

In order to get my parrot Captain and his companion, the cockatoo CB, away from paint fumes I had to remove them from their big cage and put them in individual smaller cages in another room until the smell dissipated. It created the kind of drama that would have made Romeo and Juliet jealous. Now mind you, they were on my bed in cages that were literally touching. They could see each other perfectly and could probably have touched beaks had they not been too busy crying out in agony. I mean, seriously….

These two birds cried and called and cried and called until you would have thought one was being tortured by Jack Bauer and the other was being forced to watch. By the time I put them back in their big cage… a whopping 8 hours later… they reunited with a passion rarely seen in the human world. They groomed each other, and muttered in each other’s ear and sat so close together on the perch there was a danger they would fuse. And the looks they gave me made it clear I’d best not try that again or I would risk life and limb.

Good grief!