Wilby

The White Squall, Saruman the White, The White Terror, etc. etc. Are all names for my bipolar Sulphur-crested Cockatoo. Named for one of my historical heroes, William Wilberforce, (Wilby for short) is not always as sweet as he looks. He has given me lots of scars and made it possible for me to almost have an earing put in…

He is very sweet and loving sometimes, but like Tinkerbelle, he has no stage between moods as he does not have enough space in his body for more than one emotion at a time. From cuddly, sweetie-pie he transforms instantly into a mad attacking fiend. But he is a dear companion, I have known him almost his whole life, having raised him from a small white little baby cockatoo. It took him longer than it should have to get off baby food, still demanding it when he was full grown, but thankfully he got over that and has been on ‘solid food’ for the last couple of years.

He was watching me today as I took photos in the garden, and then obliged me with sitting very still and looking with a kindly eye at the camera cm’s from his face.

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About Shemer

Author who loves reading, writing, horse riding, archery, books, dancing and many other things. Fulltime Soldier and part-time wildlife management student who loves to do adventurous things and explore the real world or books in her spare time.
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