She called on Thursday evening, saying she still wanted to see him. Evidently, she fell while skiing and bruised some ribs. Eh. Okay, that's a reasonable excuse -- I know if I got injured, I'd ignore the world for a few days.
She comes down with her brother, and Hermes all-but leaps into their arms. He sits on her shoulder and noms her necklace, lets her hold him, the works. Keep in mind, Hermes won't let ME hold him. However, both she and her brother hem and haw, because he won't speak; evidently, her boy would say, "Hello, Freddie!" and make kissy sounds. To be fair, Hermes wasn't even whistling for me until a few days ago, so I didn't find this to be suspect at all -- he 's still not 100% comfortable, regardless of situation.
Well, they say, kiffies will keep the bird, but if he ever starts to speak, give them a call. And off they go. I'm fairly sure Hermes was in a bad mood the rest of the day, because he refused to come out of his cage, and bit me hard enough to leave marks. If this was because he truly missed his (maybe?) owners, or because I'd let him be man-handled by strangers, I don't know.
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She called on Thursday evening, saying she still wanted to see him. Evidently, she fell while skiing and bruised some ribs. Eh. Okay, that's a reasonable excuse -- I know if I got injured, I'd ignore the world for a few days.
She comes down with her brother, and Hermes all-but leaps into their arms. He sits on her shoulder and noms her necklace, lets her hold him, the works. Keep in mind, Hermes won't let ME hold him. However, both she and her brother hem and haw, because he won't speak; evidently, her boy would say, "Hello, Freddie!" and make kissy sounds. To be fair, Hermes wasn't even whistling for me until a few days ago, so I didn't find this to be suspect at all -- he 's still not 100% comfortable, regardless of situation.
Well, they say, kiffies will keep the bird, but if he ever starts to speak, give them a call. And off they go. I'm fairly sure Hermes was in a bad mood the rest of the day, because he refused to come out of his cage, and bit me hard enough to leave marks. If this was because he truly missed his (maybe?) owners, or because I'd let him be man-handled by strangers, I don't know.