hpeer wrote in news:49482755$0$5532
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Larry,

Ya know, I believe there are "bird people" and then there are "not
bird
people." You either git it or you don't.

Clearly you "git it." As do I.

That is the best laugh I've had in a couple of days.

Thanks.


I got fed up, tonight, after a couple of hours of calling the flocks.

Do you feed yours softened Zupreem Monkey Biscuits? Try it. I
guarantee not a single crumb will reach the cage floor.

Take a small bowl and put 2" of hot faucet water in it...no hotter than
your finger can stand. (We don't need scorched crops.) Drop one Monkey
Biscuit, which is as hard as concrete out of the bag, into the hot water
and float them for 20 seconds, which heats and softens them. For an
Amazon sized parrot, one biscuit is plenty. For macaws, give him 2.
Notice how absolutely quiet it is until they have been consumed. I've
never met a parrot that doesn't simply love a softened Monkey Biscuit.
My macaw was raised on them as soon as I could quit injecting baby
parrot slop down his gullet.

Once they get used to this treat, do not become concerned at the crazy
displays you'll get every time anyone picks up a bowl in their presence.
Bowl = Biscuits! Great treat...real cheap and just great for them.

If you travel with your parrot, don't leave parrot seed in the cages.
Feed them one biscuit softened every 4-6 hours and keep the car totally
clean in the process. They won't complain....and it's great food for
them, though I wouldn't recommend it for a regular diet. I don't feed
kibbled dog food crap to my birds. I feed a sunflower-based parrot mix
from Higgins, since the ABBA seed I fed for many years kept loading the
house with hatched out worms and moths. Higgins feed is less expensive
and irradiated to kill all the bugs. Birds are beautiful on it....great
feathers.

On Wed, 17 Dec 2008 04:27:00 +0000, Larry wrote:

hpeer wrote in news:49482755$0$5532
:

Larry,

Ya know, I believe there are "bird people" and then there are "not
bird
people." You either git it or you don't.

Clearly you "git it." As do I.

That is the best laugh I've had in a couple of days.

Thanks.


I got fed up, tonight, after a couple of hours of calling the flocks.

Do you feed yours softened Zupreem Monkey Biscuits? Try it. I
guarantee not a single crumb will reach the cage floor.

Take a small bowl and put 2" of hot faucet water in it...no hotter than
your finger can stand. (We don't need scorched crops.) Drop one Monkey
Biscuit, which is as hard as concrete out of the bag, into the hot water
and float them for 20 seconds, which heats and softens them. For an
Amazon sized parrot, one biscuit is plenty. For macaws, give him 2.
Notice how absolutely quiet it is until they have been consumed. I've
never met a parrot that doesn't simply love a softened Monkey Biscuit.
My macaw was raised on them as soon as I could quit injecting baby
parrot slop down his gullet.

Once they get used to this treat, do not become concerned at the crazy
displays you'll get every time anyone picks up a bowl in their presence.
Bowl = Biscuits! Great treat...real cheap and just great for them.

If you travel with your parrot, don't leave parrot seed in the cages.

Don't know why, but I'm seeing Larry with a parrot on his shoulder,
wobbling down a pier - with a pegleg.
For some reason he's got white stuff staining his red shirt all down
the back.
Anyway, do you perch your guys up there?
Do they have "accidents" on you?
Curious. I never look up at pigeons a'perchin'.

--Vic

Vic Smith wrote in
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Don't know why, but I'm seeing Larry with a parrot on his shoulder,
wobbling down a pier - with a pegleg.
For some reason he's got white stuff staining his red shirt all down
the back.
Anyway, do you perch your guys up there?
Do they have "accidents" on you?
Curious. I never look up at pigeons a'perchin'.

--Vic



1) - Anyone who takes an uncaged expensive parrot anywhere near a dock
or the water is a complete idiot. They cannot swim and drown almost
instantly. Anyone who leaves them with flight feathers is also a fool
unless they live in equatorial SA where the escaped bird can survive on
his own when he leaves.

I'd never have a bird on a boat. That's simply crazy.

It took me nearly 4 years of hard work to "potty train" Roger-Roger, my
macaw. Unless you simply give him no options, he will not poop on you,
the finest trick any parrot can learn.

There is a parrot club here, but I don't do well in club politics so
don't join clubs. A friend who is a member, invited me to come to a
meeting, so I went. For the occasion, I put on my rarely-worn nice suit
and took Roger-Roger with me in the car. Entering the meeting hall,
there were lots of birds calling each other from their owners'
shoulders, mostly covered with a drop towel to protect their clothes.
Roger-Roger sat, rather calmly which was odd, on my suitcoat shoulder,
minding his own business.

The president of the club greeted me with his beautiful Eclectus parrot
and asked about protecting my suit. "That's no problem, he's potty
trained.", I said trying not to beam like a big searchlight. They
couldn't stand it and pshaw'd me something awful. "It's about time he
went.", I said looking at my watch. "Can I borrow that little trash can
with the plastic bag in it?" They brought the can over and I perched
Roger-Roger on my hand, saying, "Do you business." to him, just once.

Roger looked down at the "target", leaned back and dumped his load
shouting, "BOMBS AWAY!" in a VERY loud voice....right on cue. There was
a round of applause from those who saw it. About 30 minutes later, he
repeated the "performance" of his best trick. That became that night's
topic of conversation on how to get other birds to perform similarly....
(c;

I still give him a tiny chip of Hershey's chocolate for a job well done.
He'll nip me if I've dared to run out or simply have forgotten him.
There's two other things that really fascinate me about this large
macaw. That big beak can skin a green grape so thin it's nearly
transparent, making only one "incision", dropping the skin after sucking
the guts out of it. It's a very delicate operation I never cease to
love watching. Then, that same beak can simply slice through an offered
Brazil Nut you can't crack with a hammer as if it were made of butter.

We go through a lot of grapes...(c;

On Wed, 17 Dec 2008 19:15:48 +0000, Larry wrote:

Vic Smith wrote in
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Don't know why, but I'm seeing Larry with a parrot on his shoulder,
wobbling down a pier - with a pegleg.
For some reason he's got white stuff staining his red shirt all down
the back.
Anyway, do you perch your guys up there?
Do they have "accidents" on you?
Curious. I never look up at pigeons a'perchin'.

--Vic



1) - Anyone who takes an uncaged expensive parrot anywhere near a dock
or the water is a complete idiot. They cannot swim and drown almost
instantly. Anyone who leaves them with flight feathers is also a fool
unless they live in equatorial SA where the escaped bird can survive on
his own when he leaves.

I'd never have a bird on a boat. That's simply crazy.

It took me nearly 4 years of hard work to "potty train" Roger-Roger, my
macaw. Unless you simply give him no options, he will not poop on you,
the finest trick any parrot can learn.

There is a parrot club here, but I don't do well in club politics so
don't join clubs. A friend who is a member, invited me to come to a
meeting, so I went. For the occasion, I put on my rarely-worn nice suit
and took Roger-Roger with me in the car. Entering the meeting hall,
there were lots of birds calling each other from their owners'
shoulders, mostly covered with a drop towel to protect their clothes.
Roger-Roger sat, rather calmly which was odd, on my suitcoat shoulder,
minding his own business.

The president of the club greeted me with his beautiful Eclectus parrot
and asked about protecting my suit. "That's no problem, he's potty
trained.", I said trying not to beam like a big searchlight. They
couldn't stand it and pshaw'd me something awful. "It's about time he
went.", I said looking at my watch. "Can I borrow that little trash can
with the plastic bag in it?" They brought the can over and I perched
Roger-Roger on my hand, saying, "Do you business." to him, just once.

Roger looked down at the "target", leaned back and dumped his load
shouting, "BOMBS AWAY!" in a VERY loud voice....right on cue. There was
a round of applause from those who saw it. About 30 minutes later, he
repeated the "performance" of his best trick. That became that night's
topic of conversation on how to get other birds to perform similarly....
(c;

I still give him a tiny chip of Hershey's chocolate for a job well done.
He'll nip me if I've dared to run out or simply have forgotten him.
There's two other things that really fascinate me about this large
macaw. That big beak can skin a green grape so thin it's nearly
transparent, making only one "incision", dropping the skin after sucking
the guts out of it. It's a very delicate operation I never cease to
love watching. Then, that same beak can simply slice through an offered
Brazil Nut you can't crack with a hammer as if it were made of butter.

We go through a lot of grapes...(c;

Great hearing the "bombing" was the bomb.
But you've destroyed my image of pirates with parrots.
How did you potty train Roger-Roger?
Briefly if you wish.

--Vic

Vic Smith wrote in
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How did you potty train Roger-Roger?
Briefly if you wish.



Three words....Repetition, repetition, repetition....holding him over that
can and yelling BOMBS AWAY for a long, long time....Same way you get them
to do anything.