A Short Story of Opaa
Here's a
story that happened a couple of years ago about my male Congo African Grey (CAG), Opaa:
After a hard day at work, I
sat down at my computer to read my email with Opaa sitting on my leg where he
was totally content preening. The next thing I knew, I fell asleep with my
head tilted back resting on the back part of the chair with my mouth open.
My wife, who was sitting on the couch nearby, told me what happened next.
Opaa
must have thought I had died or something, because he started making a weird
type of whistle she had never heard before while he was climbing on top of my
chest. Once there, he started to regurgitate into my open mouth and all
over the whiskers of my goatee. It wasn't until my wife woke me up that I
realized what happened. It really didn't taste too good.
Based on
the eye-pinning, head-bobbing reaction of Opaa once I awoke, I assumed he was
pleased that he had brought me back from the dead!
Steve
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