Hi Phil and Everyone!
This is MariJean, Reeva's Sister in Christ, and the playmate who won't go home.
Chester is really quite the character. Sometimes I think (as Phil
does) that birds praise continuously, but I think Chester takes time
out to be a scamp. He has a beautiful wolf whistle, and apparently,
immitates talking watches and telephones ringing. I am a bird
fanatic, and knew he was intelligent from the start, even though I've
only heard him on the telephone.
LOVE IN CHRIST THE KING,
MariJean Mizrahi.
At 09:44 AM 6/21/06 -0600, Phil Scovell said:
>I am sure many of you will be happy to hear that yesterday, we let Chester
>out of his cage for lunch as we normally do. Once I unlock his cage, I pull
>the door open and Chester is normally hanging from the inside of the door on
>the bars. He starts trying to bite my belt, shirt, hands, and anything else
>he can find as he starts climbing up the door till he gets to the top. He
>likes sitting on top of the door for awhile before walking over to the top
>of the cage where his playground is. Often, when he is sitting on the door,
>he likes playing so I handle him and put my face up close to him.
>Sometimes, as he did yesterday, he grabs my nose in his beak. He normally
>bites things and tests them to see if they are hard or soft. He'll bite my
>fingers harder, due to the bone he feels with his beak, than he does my
>nose. Yesterday, he grabbed my nose and squeezed a little too hard. His
>upper beak has a sharp point on the end for penetrating harder food, I
>suppose, so when he clamped down, he really clamped down. I yelled, of
>course, to get him to stop, which he did, but the tip of his beak poked a
>tiny whole in the side of my nose and it bled. No fooling. That dumb bird
>drew blood. He thought it was funny, of course, but I wasn't laughing.
>Even as I write this at about 9:25 in the morning, he is out there in the
>living room whistling and chattering and talking to himself. The other
>night, a week or so ago, he was still up at midnight, when Sandy got off
>work, and was carrying on like it was daylight out. We had forgotten to
>turn the lights off earlier so he was still awake. He usually quiets down
>once we turn the lights out at night but parrots takes cat naps, sort of
>speak, many times throughout the day. He is starting to imitate other birds
>he hears now, too. Like robins and crows because our backdoor is often
>opened out on to the deck during the later afternoon when the sun has passed
>over to the front of the house as it makes its way down to the mountain tops
>before dropping down behind them. The backyard temperatures drops off a lot
>and we can leave the door open to the deck and the air gets cool rapidly and
>the dogs can run in and out whenever they wish. so Chester gets to hear
>everything going on in the backyard. Chester has the bark and whining of
>our smallest dog down so well, sometimes you think Chester is Skip. Also,
>Chester, from almost day one, learned how to make a sound that sounds like
>someone knocking on our solid core door which is our front door. I was
>talking to Sandy as she was working the other day, heard my son knocking on
>the door, or actually I thought it was my grandson wanting in, so I went and
>opened the door. No body was there. It was Chester. His cage is close to
>the front door. Yes, I felt like an idiot but only my two year old grandson
>was here and saw me do it and he won't tell on me.
>
>Phil.
>
>
>Has He Ever Crossed Your Mind?
>www.SafePlaceFellowship.com
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