So, Dummy... as I'm currently referring to my boyfriend... has been slowly starting to gain Kiko's trust. If he doesn't use his hands and especially if he has food she's willing to step up for him and they've been going through his massive music collection together to see what she likes. Apparently her favourite at the moment is Romanian Techno. *blinks* And Portirican (OMG I butchered the spelling on that one... go phonetic! LOL) Rap.
He had a hoodie on talking to my son with his back to the cage and stepped back until his hood was in reach of one little horn coloured beak. Well, if Miss Thing didn't climb that hoodie like a monkey gym, march right up across the back of his shoulder and grab him by the scruff of the neck.... And I'd just warned him that he was standing too close to the cage. I got bit three times trying to get her off while he held his hands up to protect his head and she hid out in the actual hood. Thank goodness she was just out to prove a point and wasn't interested in drawing blood.
I think our Honeymoon Period is over. Anyone want the leftover champagne?