I have two African Grey parrots... I've had them for about 18 years. The older female learned how to open
her cage door years ago and both of the birds have substantial locks on their cage doors to prevent wanderings. But this morning I must have forgotten to
fasten the door on the male's cage and when I returned from town there was mayhem! He had climbed up to where we keep the tea caddy, pushed it over and
ripped up all the tea bags, there was tea everywhere. He had then pushed the caddy to the floor smashing it. The tea pot had also received his attentions...wet
tea bags all the floor! He had given the cordless telephone a right pasting...he's always hated it, that had joined the rest of the mess on the floor. Two
egg boxes I had put to one side for composting had been ripped to tiny shreds and scattered around like green confetti and, much more worrying, he had chewed
through the cable to the radio! As I came in he was standing on top of the microwave oven surveying his handywork and whistling a merry tune...
The other bird was safe in her cage...shouting "Bad Bird" at the top of her voice! It may be parrot pie for supper tonight.
Lottie
The other bird was safe in her cage...shouting "Bad Bird" at the top of her voice! It may be parrot pie for supper tonight.
Lottie
Sorry Lottie it is cruel to laugh at your problems ... but to an outsider it is a hilarious tale. I wonder how you make a parrot realise he's been a
bad bird? 
My sympathies to you as you clear up.
The culprit himself!
Miss Emma and her stolen cheese sandwich! She's
much better behaved than the other and has a much better vocabulary too....
Your friend Nimbus.
