I am trying to do the impossible – cook dinner with parrots all around. Sir William is busy on the counter trying to eat/chew/ruin everything. KC kept flying around the stove, so he had to be put in his carrier cage. And then little Queen Bean is happy as a clam, sitting there watching her brothers get in trouble 🙂
** ALL of my cookware/bakeware are ceramic for the health and safety of my pets. Also, there was nothing cooking yet while this was being filmed. These birds were not in harms way at all. Please do not comment with your assumptions about Teflon or whatever.**
His name is Gillie! Still debating whether or not to keep the original spelling (Ghyllie, a word meaning a small waterfall).
I still don’t know the gender, but I am calling the bub a him for now. He’s super cute, but he’s got quite the beak; I look like I have chicken pox on my right hand. His achilles heel is grapes.
I also now know that getting bit on the hand? Could care less. The ear? Its like a spring has magically come forth from your eyes. I should rename him Moses.
Hopefully we can become really good friends in the next couple of weeks, and that I can teach him that no means no and no+no = bye bye time out. Also he needs to stop rubbing his beak on my neck because it always has grape on it like pls i just washed this shirt
Hatch Date: 9th October 2014
Receiving: 16th January 2015 (3 months old)
He’s still a little shy, but we’ve built some trust in that he’ll come to me if he gets scared or spooked. He’s not cuddly as of yet, but I hope he’ll change his tune once he grows less curious of me in general.