John Bingham wrote: ↑Mon Apr 22, 2019 10:08 pm It loves me but if he doesn't clearly like you he might take your hand off.

Given their intelligence it's not automatically going to use it's beak to do it either. A chainsaw is not out of the realm of possibility, or a machete if it knows you're expecting it.

If he's a seller, after you buy it a week or month later there will be another in the same cage advertised on the same since since his good sale success with the last. And on and on and it goes

Ravensnest wrote: ↑Mon Apr 22, 2019 10:31 pm If he's a seller, after you buy it a week or month later there will be another in the same cage advertised on the same since since his good sale success with the last. And on and on and it goes

You're right, and that's exactly why I didn't buy the bird. I had a pity response at seeing a bird that looks identical to mine in a god-awful circumstance and wanted to help. I spoke with a friend who works closely with wildlife rescue and slept on the matter, and reached the same conclusion as you.

It's a shame. I hate to say it but maybe nobody will buy it and the guy will stop then release it. Wishful thinking on my part though

StroppyChops wrote: ↑Mon Apr 22, 2019 10:19 pm

John Bingham wrote: ↑Mon Apr 22, 2019 10:08 pm It loves me but if he doesn't clearly like you he might take your hand off.

Given their intelligence it's not automatically going to use it's beak to do it either. A chainsaw is not out of the realm of possibility, or a machete if it knows you're expecting it.

Sure. One time I was sitting with my very nice uncle who I rarely saw, and one of my many sisters. I had the parrot who was very chilled sitting on my shoulder. My uncle decided to put his arms around us for a photo. So the parrot gets freaked out with this stranger, jumps onto my face and digs his very sharp claws into my nose and eyebrow, then decides to fly off without letting go of my face. I was covered in blood, and the most upsetting thing was that I thought he was my friend.

John Bingham wrote: ↑Mon Apr 22, 2019 11:20 pm

StroppyChops wrote: ↑Mon Apr 22, 2019 10:19 pm

John Bingham wrote: ↑Mon Apr 22, 2019 10:08 pm It loves me but if he doesn't clearly like you he might take your hand off.

Given their intelligence it's not automatically going to use it's beak to do it either. A chainsaw is not out of the realm of possibility, or a machete if it knows you're expecting it.

Sure. One time I was sitting with my very nice uncle who I rarely saw, and one of my many sisters. I had the parrot who was very chilled sitting on my shoulder. My uncle decided to put his arms around us for a photo. So the parrot gets freaked out with this stranger, jumps onto my face and digs his very sharp claws into my nose and eyebrow, then decides to fly off without letting go of my face. I was covered in blood, and the most upsetting thing was that I thought he was my friend.

How far did he drag you? Did you died? Yeah, that panic response in parrots is so ingrained we should be able to predict it, but often don't. Blossom-cheeks don't have the same alarm call as moustached parrots, but ours now does, and so does the dog.

My mother is the female Saint Francis, can approach any animal without fear (although notably she never came out to the pens when I was breaking horses as a farm boy). I had a bonded pair of conures and the male was very much my bird when it came to humans. Mum was visiting and had the conure on her shoulder, and they were "kissing" - I was gently trying to discourage mum as that's not great behaviour with parrots (it's interpreted as sexual advances in adults) and, well, this little bugger had a vicious streak as most conures do. She shushed me and told me she'd never been harmed by an animal ... a second before he fully pierced her lip. I couldn't help myself, I offered to take her to the beauty salon to get a stud for her new piercing. Even offered to pay for it.

Typing that has reminded me of another visit in which one of the cats bit through her thumbnail while trying to get away from something or other, possibly a strange dog or monitor lizard in the kitchen. She refused to let me treat it, and wouldn't go to the doctor with it, even after it festered and became putrid. Bearing in mind she used to ride a shared horse to school, she doesn't trust doctors or hospitals much, and by the time I got her to the clinic the nail had to come off. A really nice Balinese doctor (she has her generation's mistrust of "other folk", given the war and such!) worked the nail off and drained the thumb, and she grumbled for days that the foreign doctor clearly didn't know what he was doing because it hurt so much. The doctor told me in confidence she was about 12 hours away from losing her thumb. Given what he drained, I believed him.

I was on Don Kong in 4000 islands in southern Laos about a year ago. I was up on the second floor of a guest house and heard the sound of parrots arriving on a big tree outside. Out on the balcany I eventually spotted about 5 of these moustache parrots up there - at the same time I noticed the owner of the guest house had heard them too and had come out, down on the ground, with his sling shot to get one. I guess he didn't want to kill it, just knock it down so he could sell it at the market. How many birds and animals must there have been just one lifetime ago in these parts?

Do they go well with French fries?

Asking for a friend of course....