Smitten and bitten

So, how are the new (but very old) birds? Good and Bad. Literally. We have quite a love triangle set up... Tracy loves Pepe. Pepe loves me. Pepe hates Tracy. Tracy hates me. I am fond of Pepe and Tracy both, but while Tracy's heart bleeds for Pepe and this un-returned love, he has made my hands bleed as well. I have been bitten by my other birds many times, but the new birds are bigger and stronger and yikes, they can really take a hunk out of my hand.

I keep telling them that it will be so much harder to feed them if I lose my thumbs. They don't seem to believe it. This bite has had a couple of days to heal, and the hand holding the camera is just as bad. Well, 60 years of frustration would make you a bit grouchy, I guess, so I try not to blame Tracy. And the extra sad thing is that sometimes when I am holding Pepe, she shows her anger with Tracy by biting me as well.
Look at this guy. So fluffy and beautiful. Don't you just want to give that head a scratch?

This is Tracy thinking "Your gloves are on the table behind me....Do you feel lucky, punk? Go ahead. Make my day."

Comments

[Tess]

Oh my, so sorry you are having temper tantrums to deal with. What a beautiful bird, love the photo. Now do be careful and remember those gloves; they are for wearing.