Sometimes, just hanging out around your parrots and eating things will tell you all you need to know about what really matters to them.
“I got pizza love… (I got pizza love!) / I can’t stop / I just have to chew / when I see that cheesy goo-oo-oo / I can’t stop! And I think I’ll cry-aye-aye / if I find some onions on my pizza / pizza pie-aye-aye…”
Obnoxious fifth grade concert songs aside, it looks like pizza crust is the key to Vi’s heart. And Louie’s, which is why he is my featured image–I hope to, through pizza, someday win Vi’s ultimate trust so I can do with her as I do with Lou. ❤
I decided to enjoy my dinner in the basement with Viola, and as I watched Nurse Jackie (our latest addiction), Vi crawled down from her perch, stared at me long and hard from the bottom of her cage for about ten minutes as I dined, then climbed down onto the floor, waddled over to me, and stepped up in order to eat her pizza crust.
She nommed it contentedly while sitting upon my hand, garbling in parrot-speak to me.
And here I thought we’d stopped making progress. So glad I didn’t push her!
I should take bets on how long it’ll be before she’ll step up without bribery and solely because she wants to be with me. I give it until Mid-July, personally.
If I’m right, I’m taking myself out to my favorite restaurant. =)