Merlin, my Bronze-Wing Pionus, is starting to feel his oats with spring roaring in this month. Him and Bandit are enemies again, he keeps trying to get in my kitchen cupboards, and heaven forbid I leave my socks on while I’m sprawled out on the couch. He seems to think my socked foot is a female Pionus and it makes for some awkward moments.
Don’t let his innocent little face fool you. This time of the year, he’s a sex-crazed maniac. Give me patience!