This has brought back memories of how I was put off wearing earrings.
My Mum acquired a rescue parrot called Mac who perched on her shoulder muttering sweet nothings into her ear in a cheesy, Leslie Phillips way.
Mac's second love was polo mints. When Mum switched to wearing hoop sleepers Mac hooked his beak through one and pulled hard in the hope of a tasty snack. The romantic interlude was shattered by frantic shrieking and flapping from both parties! I couldn't stop laughing. Ah, happy days.
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