On Thu, 07 Jan 2016 19:01:02 -0000, Muggles wrote:

On 1/6/2016 2:31 PM, Mr Macaw wrote:
On Wed, 06 Jan 2016 20:26:36 -0000, Eagle wrote:

Mr Macaw presented the following explanation :
On Wed, 06 Jan 2016 12:43:29 -0000, Eagle
wrote:

Muggles brought next idea :
On 1/5/2016 11:45 AM, Eagle wrote:
Muggles laid this down on his screen :
On 1/5/2016 8:58 AM, Eagle wrote:
Mr Macaw has brought this to us :
On Mon, 04 Jan 2016 23:36:50 -0000, Eagle
wrote:

Mr Macaw wrote :
On Mon, 04 Jan 2016 20:56:43 -0000, Eagle

wrote:

Mr Macaw expressed precisely :
On Sat, 02 Jan 2016 05:50:18 -0000, Chris Doe

wrote:

On 01/01/2016 19:32, Mr Macaw wrote:
News groups trimmed to troll homeland

All you removed was uk.rec.sheds, which can't possibly have
anything
sensible
in it.

What is the significanse of your nym, "Mr. Macaw"?

I keep parrots.

Cool. I had a Military Macaw I named 'Crowbar' [He was a straight
from
the jungle bronk] a BIG male Scarlet macaw, and a hybred
miltiary/blue
and gold macaw I named 'Elvis'. I had a Moluccan cockatoo I named
'Keenya', and several other hookbills I bought and sold.

I had a Scarlet Macaw that would bite my ear then say "Ouch!"
If I
dared to go anywhere near the Blue Fronted Amazon he was best
friends
with, he'd "say "No...."

Elvis had his 6 foot wroght iron cage in the kitchen, but would
pick
the
latch and get out so I built a perch on top of the cage for Him to
roost
at night. In the morning He would get down and trot down the
hallway
and
get on the bed to wake Me up. He would pull My hare and when I
opened
My
eyes, He would bob his head up and down and say "HELLO!" lol He
would
run down the hallway and get up on one of the kitchen chairs and
wait
for breakfast. I put a big bowl of seed in front of him, but he
would
just throw the seed all over the floor. He wanted MY breakfast! The
rascal would eat pancakes and eggs with Me. Dayam cannibal! lol

I bet he had beautiful feathers with all that oil in his diet!

He would get out via the dog door and fly from house to house and
scream
down the vent pipes to hear his echo. 8-o
He ate My fence in the backyard, and ate a hole in the driwall behind
his cage. He was alot of fun except for his destructive beak!

Did he ever bite you?

Never, but that Scarlet Macaw did, and I still have a 2 inch scar on My
arm. He was HUGE Maggie, and his tail hit the floor when he pearched on
R's arm. I sold him to a lady [he loved Women only] who has him still.

My female Scarlet Macaw hated everyone except me, including his previous
owner! I was warned to be careful when I went to buy her as she
bites. I
picked her up and cuddled her and the previous owner was shocked.

That big red feller would roll over on his back and let my Wife tickle
him. As soon as I came close to them, he would buck up and his feathers
would puff up making threats to attack Me. That red sumbich had his own
bedroom!

Did he ever stretch his wings out and rock from side to side?


My grey liked to dance!

Mine bounce their head up and down and like me to copy them. I've no idea why. There doesn't have to be music on.

--
My Wife was at the beauty shop for two hours. That was only for the estimate.
She got a mudpack and looked great for two days. Then the mud fell off.