I worked a year for the Busch Gardens Zoo dept. in Williamsburg Va. At times I would get the job of taking photos of people holding the Macaws. Many a time a parent would scold the child for being afraid to hold the parrot; which often times was about half the child’s size. I would tell the scolding parent,“Here why don’t you hold it and stand next to your son/daughter.”The parent would often say, “Heck no, I’m not holding the huge bird.”
A friend of mine raised tropical birds. One of the things he had to get used to is one of the birds landing on his shoulder and “preening” his hair. It’s the social thing to do if you’re a bird.
Not ‘til I’ve delivered the deep clavicle massage, deposited the decorative doo-doo, and divested him of all those pesky moles, gold earring, and shiny necklace, Awk!
I was invited to stay up in the mountains by a friend who kept a large Macaw in his spare bedroom…When I arrived my friend said.“I’ll fix you up in the motel cabins down the road”..I said why can’t I stay here?..Friend said..“The bird lives here..you’re just visiting.”(I never accepted another invite from him)
Espoc about 10 years ago
yes, let poor old Mr. Herman, the parrot, finish his coffee.
JChris1689 about 10 years ago
Oh c’mon, let the parrot finish Mr. Herman.
Simon_Jester about 10 years ago
How would you like to star in a Monty Python sketch, Polly?
J Short about 10 years ago
I worked a year for the Busch Gardens Zoo dept. in Williamsburg Va. At times I would get the job of taking photos of people holding the Macaws. Many a time a parent would scold the child for being afraid to hold the parrot; which often times was about half the child’s size. I would tell the scolding parent,“Here why don’t you hold it and stand next to your son/daughter.”The parent would often say, “Heck no, I’m not holding the huge bird.”
2Goldfish about 10 years ago
So, there IS a Herman in the comic strip Herman.
dflak about 10 years ago
A friend of mine raised tropical birds. One of the things he had to get used to is one of the birds landing on his shoulder and “preening” his hair. It’s the social thing to do if you’re a bird.
jack fairbanks about 10 years ago
Not ‘til I’ve delivered the deep clavicle massage, deposited the decorative doo-doo, and divested him of all those pesky moles, gold earring, and shiny necklace, Awk!
boldyuma about 10 years ago
I was invited to stay up in the mountains by a friend who kept a large Macaw in his spare bedroom…When I arrived my friend said.“I’ll fix you up in the motel cabins down the road”..I said why can’t I stay here?..Friend said..“The bird lives here..you’re just visiting.”(I never accepted another invite from him)