Since Ella has never been one to tiptoe around my feelings, I don't know why I was so surprised and taken aback by her reaction to my cheerful appearance this morning with her breakfast mashie. She had been calling for her food (It's my 5:30 AM wake up call, I hope my neighbors can't hear it!) and when I brought it to her, you should have SEEN the look of disgust on her face.
She fluffed up her wings and lunged at the cage bars, and then promptly began to scream and bang her beak against the bars. If I tried to put the mashie in her cages, she would streak across the rope perch with her beak open and her wings fluttered back.
Someone woke up on the wrong side of the snuggle hut this morning. Meanwhile Archie, who shares his cage with Ella at night because they like to perch and sleep together, is screaming now because he's hungry and wants his breakfast and his cage to himself.
It took a t-perch, and waving a piece of paper in front of my face so she couldn't actually see me to get her moved back to her own cage for the day, and when I put her in the cage with her breakfast, she screamed and threw it around and made a royal mess. :straightface:
Pfft. You would have never thought this was the same bird who was loving on me all weekend when Daddy was too busy to take her out. But nooo, she apparently knows its Monday, and therefore his day off. And clearly, I was not the person she was calling for this morning!