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(29-10-2024, 02:33 PM)Veggie Wrote: P is for Parrot.
The first Parrot I met was outside a cafe, on a stand. All the passersby would stop and talk to him, including me! I was just a kid and absolutely mesmerised by this beautiful bird, like a very large version of our little budgerigar!
Whenever I see a parrot I have to talk to it and if they answer I'm delighted. I saw then flying wild when I was holidaying in Peru (my bucket list trip). I was laughing at something and there was an echo - the parrot was mimicking me and the more it laughed, the more I did and so on. It was wonderful!
My neighbour has an Amazon Grey parrot that has picked up some of my words, like "Puppies" & "Quiet". Makes me laugh when I hear it calling the Puppies.
I'm with you on parrots. Way back when, as a family we were going from A to B, I can't remember exactly where, we stopped of in Honolulu Hawaii. My elder brother and I, about 7 and 11 yrs old, were fascinated by the resident pet parrot, a macaw I think. It talked and my brother went to great lengths to teach it to say 'Belt Up' in a British accent of course. That was about as near to swearing as we were allowed at that age. I believe after a week we succeeded and were very giggly about it. Of course it was my brother's idea, I would never be so coarse. Another memory of that visit was that there was a vending machine dishing out free pineapple juice. Us kids direct from Kidderminster thought it was so exotic.
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