Ho Ho Ho

From the way that they stare at me when I talk to them about their inappropriate behaviour, that includes very rude, loud squawking,  I'm convinced that these guys sit on the branches right outside my open bedroom window, deliberately  to annoy Harry and Gentle who both sit watching their noisy performance with more than mild interest.  Of course until the cats learn to fly, the parrots are safe - and know it. Just their little joke, ho ho ho.

So, it's December now.  The season of good will and all things shiny makes its merry way towards us.....