My poor neighbors get to listen to my Macaws. Bloodcurdling screaming until they get their peanut butter sandwiches.
my grandfather had one of those things...
the screeching was deafening when my grandfather left its sight...
i used to tell it “i have a turkey roaster with your name written all over it”...
I’ve long wanted a Cockatoo or African Grey. But they can live so long, and tend to become attached to a specific person; I feel it would be wrong at my age.
I can imagine
I can’t imagine that peanut butter sandwiches being a proper diet for a macaw though.
You have your macaws out doors?