Sunday, alone with the parrots. I was trying to watch the football game, but I also have to watch where Rocky is to make sure he doesn't ambush me. He was on the air filter; one of his favorite places to be. Unfortunately, this is also within severe macaw reach of the couch, where I was sitting, so I had to be on high alert.
Here he is, threatening me with his wings and telling me "bye bye" which is his way of asking me to leave:
Here, he's escalating a bit. I had to have the TV on rather loudly in order to hear over his moaning and constant noise. But at least it wasn't screaming!