He puzzled over us from every angle, checkin us out good and proper.
Hanging out on the veranda the little fella continued on with his perky busking routine. Rolling himself around on a coke can, trying to leap onto your lap, dancing on the back of the bench firing out parrot poo missiles, pecking the camera lens cutely then promptly yanking the strap to run off with it. Brazenly cheeky little bugger! He looked so soft, i was tempted to reach out and give him a tickle… But something about that ferocious looking beak stopped me. That, and the tales from Micheal & Chrissy about Kea being able to kill sheep! They’re evil little fellas. But awesome at the same time :)
A Rigourous Inspection From the Feathery Hut Warden
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