One of my parents cats (they have 2) likes to knock over cups of water early in the morning off my parents night stand. Like, oh hey… you guys seem reaaaal comfortable and peaceful. Fuck you i’m hungry, get up.
My mom has had to switch to using a water bottle, but on occasion she forgets about it and gets a cup of water and the cat reminds her in the morning.
that’s just one cockatoo. every afternoon, every australian gets visited by a flock of about 30 cockatoos, all with mischief in their squawky little hearts.
see, it’s just plain old cultural misunderstanding and prejudice when my posts on here get flagged for being inappropriate and violating community standards.
next time you think about flagging one of my posts, just ask yourself, am i saying anything that my australian bird peers would not say? i think you’ll find the answer is “fuck off, ya drongo!”
If you want to experience a Cretaceous soundscape, all reptilian screeching and SKREEEEEE, no need for a time machine, it suffices to visit Canberra and try to sleep in.
We have Kaka here. Just as ear-splitting but smarter. No joke, I have watched one trying to whittle a piece of wood into a lockpick.
Isn’t the Kaka a New Zealand bird? There are colonies in Canberra? Can’t wait to see the little fellows. There are silver eyes, an australian bird in NZ. They were blown over in a storm. The Maori term for them is “little visitors”. Cute.
Probably not. I am not a native of Canberra, and am only reporting a visitor’s experience of the parrot attitudes there. My first and second observations in that comment are not directly connected.