Last night I tried some training with the girls and surprise surprise Blessing was not only quite willing but presented her shy foot first...her right foot. And she did the same this a.m. Just as soon as I register an honest despair, I am answered in a loving way. And honest despair is one in which I don't throw blame on anyone including myself for the outcome of something.
Susan Friedman writes that she has one bird that is not trained for the vet exam so it is always traumatic. However, she has logged on enough positive time with him that he is quickly to forgive and she is quick to restock the damaged trust.
It would of course be very handy if I knew the ways in which these two of mine had had their trust breached....hands are definitely the enemy and so is almost anything new. The joke among grey human companions is that greys like all parrots are neophobes....only more so.
So how much hubris must I eat before MnB decide I'm trustworthy. Probably just the right amount. I hope they know it when they see it.
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