I've got both birds out - Ferris and Vivian locked out of my bedroom, Jabari given free reign while Zoe is tucked away from his potential violence with me in bed - and Jabari is abusing his time in the world by throwing everything off every shelf he can reach.

He wants me to cuddle him first, so he's calling out "hello?" in a cute, soft voice to beckon me to his side. Feathered Pennywise.

Ah. He is now throwing things from inside his cage down to the floor.

Whatever keeps you active and engaged, sweetie.

buddy

Birds and breakable objects don't mix I'm guessing

Parrots just love to throw shit. You make your peace with it after the third coffee mug is pushed off the table. He's succeeded in throwing some wooden blocks and deshelled seeds so far, but I think he's working up the nerve to start pulling down a blanket.

Fine china's overrated anyway

He is really wracking his brain to figure out a way to join me in the bed. You... you have wings...

I'm watching his journey across the room. He's found his way into the excess toy supplies and he's furious this hasn't somehow opened a wormhole directly to my side.

I am absolutely going to nab him for a cuddle, but he's really using his brain right now and that's good for him, even if he's angrily grinding his beak about his unjust circumstances.

Many of his random bits and bobs are in clear containers and he's agonizing over how to open these for the sweet, sweet shredables inside.

what a good boy