Esso is molting (again!) - but I just discovered something very funny. I held up one of his nice longer feathers that had come out, and he CANNOT resist it!
Even from a few feet away, he will fly over to preen that feather! And the more I ruffle up the feather, the more he cannot wait to get to it. He finally ended up picking up the feather from me and flying it back to his tree! I don't know if he thinks that I am molting and have a feather out of place, or he just wants his darn feather back, but it is funny! He wants the feather way more than millet and certainly will go out of his way to get it. I think it must be part of their hard-wiring. Try it, I wonder if they all are like that!


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