My female lovebird, Snerky, has discovered the joys of climbing around in mama's shirt. Once she found this secret playground, there was no going back. She wants to come out of the cage constantly now, and when she does, she makes a beeline for my sleeve or wherever else she can slip into my shirt!! I have tried fishing her out repeatedly, but she just waits for an unguarded moment to dart back in there. She is not biting me at all when in there, thankfully. She just climbs around making kissing and clicking noises. She'll also rub her beak against my skin (like she would the bars in her cage) and make her little clucking noises. She likes to crawl down to the bottom hem of my shirt and stick her head out to look around. It is hilarious to see her when she comes out too far and has to scramble to get back in, little birdy bum sticking out, leg kicking. Quite a graceless process, haha.
She has also decided that squeezing under my bra strap is GREAT fun.
There are two downsides to this so far. One is that she cannot stand going back in her cage now. She sometimes yells at me and can get pinchy as I try to put her in. The other is that once she gets close to the neck of my shirt, she sometimes transforms into a moray eel (a rare white moray eel, haha) and will dart out from her 'den' to pinch before disappearing back into the darkness! I told her that was Not Cute!
Maybe the whole laying-an-egg thing has transformed her birdy brain and now a portable nest is the most important thing in the world? LOL. She seems oblivious to the technical difficulties in actually utilizing the nest for her purposes....oh well.
It is very difficult to take pictures of the fabled white moray eel as she despises my cell phone and seems to feel mortally affronted every time she sees it. She moves like greased lightning once the vile enemy has been sighted!
She has also decided that squeezing under my bra strap is GREAT fun.
There are two downsides to this so far. One is that she cannot stand going back in her cage now. She sometimes yells at me and can get pinchy as I try to put her in. The other is that once she gets close to the neck of my shirt, she sometimes transforms into a moray eel (a rare white moray eel, haha) and will dart out from her 'den' to pinch before disappearing back into the darkness! I told her that was Not Cute!
Maybe the whole laying-an-egg thing has transformed her birdy brain and now a portable nest is the most important thing in the world? LOL. She seems oblivious to the technical difficulties in actually utilizing the nest for her purposes....oh well.
It is very difficult to take pictures of the fabled white moray eel as she despises my cell phone and seems to feel mortally affronted every time she sees it. She moves like greased lightning once the vile enemy has been sighted!