He was actually on a lower level when I entered the room, but climbed up to the top to greet me by the time I could take a picture:
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Rocky laundry
Last week, Thomas and I realized that things were a little too peaceful around the house. Thomas asked me to check in on Rocky. We assumed he was on his new favorite perch -- the clothes dryer in an isolated back bedroom. (Why he would choose to be there instead of with his flock is a mystery to us).
He was actually on a lower level when I entered the room, but climbed up to the top to greet me by the time I could take a picture:
By way of greeting, he threw my yellow sports bra on the ground with a scream and then had to posture to show me, yet again, how big and scary he is.

Getting closer:
Could he spread his wings any further apart? Look at that span!
I am so glad that he is stick trained as he easily stepped up for me and we rejoined the family in the kitchen.
He was actually on a lower level when I entered the room, but climbed up to the top to greet me by the time I could take a picture:
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That might not be hostile. Harley will do that, and I can still pick him up. Most of the time.
Thomas can usually pick him up when he's like that, but not me. I fear I may have turned it into a game with my reactions.
Thomas thinks I should just suck it up and if I get bit, I get bit. I, on the other hand, do not want hamburger hands, so we use the stick :)
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