moluccan

went out to lunch to an irish cajun place in the outskirts of redmond today called celtic bayou.
i didn't really eat but had some of irene's jambalaya. spicy as shit. i guess that's why they call it cajun. they're also known for their local brew.

but anyway. after eating, irene, her husband, joan, and her 4 year-old daughter selena and i made our way two doors down to a bird shop.

irene and her husband are huge fans. i never understood it, cuz birds seem so impersonal, like something to look at more than to interact with.
i mean i had a chicken and all, but not for that long.

after meeting irene's three birds, it reinforced that notion i had. but today at the store i met a moluccan cockatoo.
this guy flew on irene's head and made its way to my shoulder.
after checking me out a bit he just sat back on my shoulder and let me pet him.
he lifted up his wings slightly so i could get underneath to the main part of his body, ribs and back.
very soft.
he hung out with me for about 10 minutes.
when i would rub his sides he would make a soft cooing noise.
not that shrieking shit that i commonly associate with birds.
however, i saw one of his counterparts was easily capable of such auditory audacities.

so i guess i could get attached to a bird. fish... yeah. mine are still alive, but when will they die? the snail did finally bite the dust. where did i put him?
i think i left him on the sink. crap. i wonder what happened to him.

anyway. if you want to know a bit more about that moluccan i found this site that gives a brief rundown. and its also where i got that picture.
but i guess the bugger costs something around $2100, so he'll be sitting pretty in the pet shop for a while...