It's cute but when you have an umbrella cockatoo with a prominent shoe fetish and wants to run its beak into anything in a corner, it gets annoying. It was cold and I was napping with my bird on my chest while I was wearing a hoodie. She was really docile when I was dozing off but I woke up with a sharp pain, a bloody nose and the bird on her cage cracking her beak and strutting.

Is that a Wonderboy reference? Very nice...!

Adventure Island, but either works.

Yeah, that's a lovebird. I hate those fuckers.

I dated a girl who had pet birds. She had a mousy odor to her but nothing I couldn't stand. She was a depressed one with some bad trauma in her teen years... and she had bad self esteem issues. So yeah, I agree from my anecdotal experience.

I used to have a job and a girlfriend a few blocks apart with a pet shop between them that was OWNED by parrot people. It was the most smelly, dysfunctional pet shop full of neurotic animals I've ever experienced, and it was no coincidence. At least half of the parrots in the parrot room that took up 1/3 of the shop weren't even for sale.

A friend of mine in high school had a parrot and she also had some severe trauma relating to the death of a family member and an unusual childhood in general, but she was pretty much OK. The parrot was a complete asshole though, and was sexually attracted to her head. More than once I saw hom perform a mating dance on her shoulder and/or jump on her head and try to mount it, and he was violently protective of it and would attak anyone else who got to close. She wasn't any more into it than anyone else but what cna you do?