Our nine-year-old cockatiel has recently been acting a little strange. Upon further inspection, I noticed that he was, um...how should I phrase this, rhythmically rubbing certain male bird parts along his perch. "No, that can't be," I thought, then did a little online research.
Yes, it's just as I thought.
He doesn't even have the decency to wait until the room is empty. Little winged perv.
Thursday, May 19, 2005
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