Making Friends with a Cockatoo
Maybe kookaburra or two
I’ve got a new mate. His name is Mate, as in G’day Mate, and I’m making use of my home holiday to tame him, or at least get him to eat out of my hand and maybe sit on my shoulder and poo down my back.
He’s a sulphur-crested cockatoo, a bit of a pest around here, actually, and if you’re wondering how I know his gender, it’s not that my eyesight is…