This is what I go through almost every night after dinner while I’m drinking my coffee watching a movie. Bandit, my Nanday Conure, perches himself on my hip and looks incredibly cute until I break down and start with the head scratches.
He will make me do this until my left hand cramps, and then I have to switch to the right hand.
Occasionally Bandit lets me rest my fingers and just cuddles into my cupped palm. But then it’s right back to head scratches.
He likes me to get my thumb rubbing up and down over his cheeks while my fingers dig into the feathers around his neck. It can be even more fun if I find a pinfeather tucked in amongst the fully grown feathers. I absolutely adore unraveling pinnies.
But the real goal of the night is to make him shut his eyes and open his mouth.
Oh yeah, that’s the spot.