Walking past an aviary that is sited next to the path outside the hotel this evening, I was called for. When I say called for, what I mean is I was screeched at until I stopped. It was only when I walked up to the aviary that the noise stopped. The source of the screeching was a rather perky cockatiel that was clinging to the mesh.
Being polite, I of course said hello and asked him how he was. I didn’t expect him to reply though! Ok, it was just some sort of cockatiel babble to me but he seemed to be quite earnest in his delivery. He seemed quite happy anyway, and squawked a farewell as I wandered on. I decided against squawking back. I’m not fluent enough in cockatiel speak to be confident that he’d understand!