Cockatoo

When hubby asked me where I'd been all afternoon, I said, perhaps too excitedly, that I'd met a man at the river with his Cockatoo, out for some fresh air! 

What!!!!  came the reply.

It's okay, i said,  the man was very friendly said I  could stroke it, and take as many pics as I liked! 

At one point it was on my shoulder. See extra.

It's name was Coco, a 32 yr old he'd inherited when its original owner had sadly died.

The reason it didn't fly off with the other birds, was due it having just one wing!
He spoke a few words, Hello, Cheerio and, Can I have some Spam! 

So has to be my entry to WildWednesday.

Thanks Cailleach ;-)) x