The only way I can get some peace when making my own lunch, is to share it with my parrots. Luckily for me this time they agree to eat on the counter instead of Bandit on my left shoulder, and Merlin on my right. Which can get sort of messy when its cucumbers on the menu.
Merlin isn’t thrilled with cucumbers or carrots but he nibbles on some because Bandit is. Heaven forbid one gets something and the other doesn’t!
Bandit loves cucumbers. He loves throwing cucumber pulp. And if he can shred some carrots in the mix, all the better.
My birds are as spoiled as my cats. I want them to outlive me so I can bequeath them to my son. Bandit loves Tony. Loves to bite him