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(Jenifer P. Tidwell) writes:
> Ah, yes... the melodious calls of the mini-macaws. :-) My Hahn's
> macaw, Charlie, does this as well; it's an ear-splitting "Ba-KAWK!"
> that I've termed the Chicken from Hell routine.
Oh... How true! I love your imitation. My Severe "Harley" does this too.
He's 2yrs old. He does this mainly to get my attention. He's got my Blue
Crown Conure doing it too. (At least the others haven't picked up my Sun
Conures yell... Ow!)
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> Charlie is a delightful pet, except for the screaming and an
> occasional nippy fit. He doesn't talk, per se, but he's very good at
> imitating sounds that he likes -- running water, laughing, whispering,
> kissing, dog whimpers, blue jay calls :-), etc. (He does say "Hello,"
> "Hi boy," "Hello Charlie," "Night night," but this is after 3 years of
> trying to get him to talk!)
There's hope! Harley just started saying a few words. Otherwise, he's
very quiet. That is compared to the other birds I have. Which are a Sun,
Senegal, Blue Crowned Conure, and a Scarlet. But, Harley is the *King* of
the house. When I 1st got my Scarlet, everyone was so taken by him. Harley
went on a snappy mode. After a few days we figured out that Harley didn't
like anyone going to my Scarlet's cage 1st. If you openned Harley's cage
and played with him 1st, he was okay. If you went to my Scarlet's 1st,
Harley would be in a real bad mood, all day.
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> He craves physical contact. Charlie is never happier than when he is
> tucked up under my chin, or on my shoulder hiding under my hair, or
> cradled in my two hands on his back. He is a one-person bird, though.
> It's just my husband and me in the household, and previously it was
> just me and a rarely-home housemate; Charlie does not like my husband,
> but puts up with him. But he will obediently step up onto strangers'
> hands, as long as I am the one telling him to do it!
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Oh.. Harley loves to be right with you. He absolutely adores my husband.
They are *buddies* as my husband puts it. In fact he's now trying to teach
Harley to say " You my Buddy? Y E S I am! ". Harley doesn't care who in
the house has him.. just as long as he's with someone until my husband
comes home. Then it's him and only him.
He laffs when he plays with you. He loves to pull the scrunchy hair bows
out of my hair. And if he doesn't want to get back into his gage...he
gives you a little growl and a quick nip to let you know he's unhappy
about being put in his house.
Harley likes to play Tunnel under the covers and likes to play inside
paper bags. He loves to tear up paper. That is like a big deal to him. He
attacks it. I make him parrot bread and cook it in the cup cake paper cups
and he will eat everything in it, then tear up the paper.. He loves it.
He also has his own plate at the dinner table. He's the only bird we own
that does, thank goodness. Harley doesn't know he's a bird, or maybe that
we are human. All he knows is that we are his family and he's the number
one son.
Makmelaff ?-