I have to admit my Macaws are probably more vicious killers than my Dobies. My male Macaw was down on something and pissed and in trouble so I put my arm down for him to climb up. He was pissed so he sunk his beak into my forearm about halfway down. Thing is he curved that beak around my Ulna and the tip magicall got into my radial artery. The whole family freaked (including me) as my arm began spraying blood around the room. LOL. SInce I am a doctor it was sort of an “out of body experience”. It really didn’t hurt much and I knew it wasn’t dangerous as direct pressure stopped it right away. Fun times.
That horror story is gruesome but your version, well, I laughed.
[thinking of Monty Python skits...just a flesh wound]
My Dobes are Euros.
They are nothing like their American spin-offs.
They only bark if they’re unable to physically accost their person of interest.
If they are able, they never make a sound.
They’re just suddenly...there.
And serious.
My Macaw story [are they Scottish? LOL] involves my horrid ex.
We had neighbors who had a huge aviary in the back yard, filled with a hundred different small, glorious birds and one angry Blue Macaw.
We were marveling at him one day, when the ex, for reasons I’ll never fathom, suddenly had a Disney Moment, and imagined he could take hold of the bird.
It grabbed his finger and chomped the bejeezus out of it.
He screamed like a girl.
And yes, I *did* say “You should not do that” right before he did it.
He should have listened.