Being a parrot is usually a wonderful experience, but it can have its occasional drawbacks. At the moment, I’m going through the “Spring Itches,” (and a very itchy business it is too!) As my old Winter feathers begin to wriggle free, hordes of new spiky quills are bursting forth, and I could easily spend my day doing nothing but scratching, plucking and re-arranging. It’s enough to drive a bird insane so I’ve decided to employ some “Parrot Distraction Therapy” (or P.D.T. for short). Yes, I’ve thrown myself into reading. But I don’t read like humans. Because having read something of interest, I’ll then chew it up as this helps me to absorb the information better.
In fact, there’s an old parrot saying about reading books which goes like this…
“Books to the ceiling, books to the sky, my pile of books is a mile high. How I love them! How I need them! My IQ soars every time I read them!”

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