From the Archives… April 2003…
My wife left the bird in his room, eating a walnut for three minutes. She went downstairs
to grab something, and came back up. In that time the bird took it upon himself to come down from his cage, leave his room, run down the hall to our bedroom, fly up onto the bed and pull out the keys from the keyboard.

The real irony is at the same moment I was giving a presentation at the Durham Avicultural Society in Ajax, ON and going on and on about how well behaved my bird was.

Isn’t this going to be fun to reassemble? Hopefully I won’t be replacing the keyboard It just goes to show that no matter how good a bird may be, they are all children in need of supervision.

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