Thomas was on call again last night, so the parrots and I were home by ourselves. As he often does, Rocky positioned himself by our sliding door, where the glass happens to be at parrot-level, in the hopes of catching a glimpse of Thomas mowing the lawn.
Alas, it was not meant to be...
He climbed up on the plant and was acting in a way such that I knew he wanted attention (from me? Verbal only, of course!) I'm posting this because of how adorable (yet sad) he sounds towards the end when he's responding to my "hello."
Because of a scheduling quirk, it will be almost a week until his next call day, which will please the parrots (and the humans).