WoW a sun grooming your eyelashes Such a big beak near your eyes might make me a little nervous too
You don't know the half of it - he's known as Tikki the Tyrant because he pretty much hates any other woman who enters the house. He's attacked 1 DIL several times (even though we all watch out) and bitten her, has flown at another but we were able to intervene/she ducked. Both hubby and I watch him like a hawk when we have company.
He was given up for "adoption" at a pet store in IN; former owner was an older bachelor. We're assuming that said bachelor found a GF (whom Tikki didn't like and might have attacked) so he was given up. If Tikki (we don't know his original name) considered his former owner his "mate" it would have made for a very difficult time at home.
When he came home (via AA train) he was fine with me until he met my hubby who'd been travelling that week. When he met Fred he was fine, then he flew at me twice and bit me both times. I learned to duck for a weekend but Fred was travelling the next week and Tikki & I had a face-off discussion. Fred was gone Monday a.m. when I was changing bird water/food and I think that was when Tik realized that he'd either put up with me and get food, water and attention or give up all those options. I know I may be giving him a whole lot of credit but I will say it came to a face-off when I put my hand in his cage to switch out water/food bowls.
Since then, we have bonded and he's let go of my hubby and has become more my bird. But yes, knowing how he can bite when he sets his mind to it, I am cautious.
Then again, to put into perspective I have 4 Quakers. Baby Blue I trust completely, I brought him home from his breeder inside my winter jacket (we didn't think we were bringing home a bird). JJ is usually okay but I watch him. The girls, Miss Daisy and Loofa are a whole other story. Cage aggressive but, with Loofa at least, I can hold/handle her without a problem. Miss Daisy (aka Jaws) is another story; she can be sweet as pie, I've had her on my shoulder twice and both times out of nowhere she bit me. Lesson learned - I'll pet Daisy very cautiously but she is not allowed on shoulders and sometimes not even hands.
My gccs, who are known to be nippy on a good day, are better to handle than Miss Daisy. Daisy was surrendered because her mom was expecting, already had a toddler and didn't think she could handle it. Daisy was also a feral Quaker chicik who suffered a leg injury and a broken wing that was never treated; her original owner was the mother of the lady who surrendered her. Sorry for the long story, I digressed a little.
The sun is the largest of all my birds though I sometimes wonder if a Quaker isn't about the same size.