A substantial chunk of our moving budget has been spent at one of the local UHaul locations (who have been wonderful, to be clear) and in the office there they have these two large, colorful, and loud birds. Macaws?
Today when I was dropping off the latest truck that I finished unloading last night, the two of them were out of their cages and wandering loose.
I wouldn’t describe either as “calm,” but at least the green one kept its distance for the most part and minded its own business.
The red dude literally knocked over a full sized broom that had been left leaning against the wall, then picked it up in its beak and started trying to chase me around with it. As much as I didn’t have “being beaten in the shins by a macaw with a broom” on today’s bingo card, I stood my ground and got glared at for my trouble.
They were gorgous. I went home and spent a very decent chunk of the day sitting on my ass and trying to recover a bit instead of unloading and unpacking and trying to bring order out of chaos. I remain confident that the chaos will still be there tomorrow. I do not expect the house elves to sort it all out for me while I sleep tonight.
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 