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My wife, ultimate PR person that she is, documented my attempt at feeding the lorikeets with her pictures. (Start here and continue in the photostream.)
She, however, neglected to point out the worst part, the part that had complete strangers giving me pitiful looks and words of sympathy:
Yeah that is what you think it is on my back below the lorikeet. This is the thanks I get for feeding him. Nice.
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He was a jerk, just like all th other birds. I’m sorry that I froze up once we entered their enclosure. I just couldn’t do it.