BABY PARROTS.
I wish I had had my camera...GM and I went to the local bird store to kill some time today, and they were chock-full of 4-6 month old parrots for the holiday season. BABY PARROTS EVERYWHERE. Thank goodness Kiwi hates other birds so much or I would have a flock by now.
I gravitate more to the smaller birds like the conures and Meyers, so I was over by those cages talking to some Hahn's macaws. The bluecrown conure next door kept purring at me to talk to him so I was leaning his way. Then I felt something - the two half-moon conures under the bluecrown had gotten hold of the zipper of my Foster's hoodie - I was a prisoner!! But then they decided to eat eachother's feet so I escaped. Then I wandered over to the bigger birds and a fluffy Severe macaw decided I belonged to him but the orangewing Amazon next door begged to differ in the cutest ways he could manage. The whole time the hawkheaded parrots were out-awesomeing everybody by
their very awesomeness.
BABY FREAKING PARROTS.