Peace on the Perch

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What else was I supposed to do? She won’t stop attacking bou bou.

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When she isn’t trying to claim her spot in the pecking order, she is a little comedian. She flies around my head like you’d toss a scarf, lands on my shoulder, laughs in my ear, and then takes off. She cracks me up.

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5 thoughts on “Peace on the Perch

    1. Exactly. No one needs to lose a toe and bleed to death.

      She only does it at that window. I don’t leave her in there for more than 20 minutes but she hates being in that cage, so hopefully she’ll put two and two together and realized picking on bou bou leads to cage time. She knows she isn’t supposed to do it, she waits until I’m not looking, she is not a stupid bird.

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