Post by avinet on Feb 25, 2008 15:31:09 GMT 10
The following account of a bite by an African Grey was written by a friend of mine
Note the time scale in seconds down the left hand side.
BAD BITES STORY
Written by Garry Wallan, Alaska, USA.
A while back, I was trying to get E.T. (CAG Mom) back into her house so I could go to work. Normally, I am VERY aware of where Elliott (CAG Dad) is because he hates me like matter hates antimatter. I was focusing on getting E.T. to "step-up" and my brain totally ignored Elliott, who was advancing toward my outstretched arm.
The progression of events, in seconds:
000.00 E.T. steps-up onto my hand.
000.05 Elliott takes a test bite of my juicy forearm.
000.10 Elliott is amazed that he was able to make contact.
000.30 Elliott takes another test bite in a new location.
000.50 Garry's "brain" says "OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"
000.60 Garry's "brain" says "Don't fling E.T.!!!"
000.80 Elliott drills for oil, goes for bone, Tyson's my arm.
001.00 Garry's "brain" says "Hmmmm. Major Tissue Trauma. Lose the parrot."
001.20 E.T. takes an unscheduled trip.
001.50 Garry's "brain" tells Garry's arm to pull away from the Birdshark.
002.00 Garry's "brain" begins to assemble numerous invective phrases.
002.10 Garry's mouth begins a constant stream of high-volume cursing.
004.00 Garry's daughter wakes up to words she normally only hears at school.
060.00 Garry, having exhausted English curses, starts using Farsi and Tagalog
120.00 Garry applies Neosporin and a bandage to the gaping wound.
240.00 Garry notices the blood stains on the rolled-up sleeve of his shirt
240.50 Garry starts cursing in Klingon
Later: Garry finally arrives at work with an arm that looks like it came in last in a pneumatic nail-gun fight.
Note the time scale in seconds down the left hand side.
BAD BITES STORY
Written by Garry Wallan, Alaska, USA.
A while back, I was trying to get E.T. (CAG Mom) back into her house so I could go to work. Normally, I am VERY aware of where Elliott (CAG Dad) is because he hates me like matter hates antimatter. I was focusing on getting E.T. to "step-up" and my brain totally ignored Elliott, who was advancing toward my outstretched arm.
The progression of events, in seconds:
000.00 E.T. steps-up onto my hand.
000.05 Elliott takes a test bite of my juicy forearm.
000.10 Elliott is amazed that he was able to make contact.
000.30 Elliott takes another test bite in a new location.
000.50 Garry's "brain" says "OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"
000.60 Garry's "brain" says "Don't fling E.T.!!!"
000.80 Elliott drills for oil, goes for bone, Tyson's my arm.
001.00 Garry's "brain" says "Hmmmm. Major Tissue Trauma. Lose the parrot."
001.20 E.T. takes an unscheduled trip.
001.50 Garry's "brain" tells Garry's arm to pull away from the Birdshark.
002.00 Garry's "brain" begins to assemble numerous invective phrases.
002.10 Garry's mouth begins a constant stream of high-volume cursing.
004.00 Garry's daughter wakes up to words she normally only hears at school.
060.00 Garry, having exhausted English curses, starts using Farsi and Tagalog
120.00 Garry applies Neosporin and a bandage to the gaping wound.
240.00 Garry notices the blood stains on the rolled-up sleeve of his shirt
240.50 Garry starts cursing in Klingon
Later: Garry finally arrives at work with an arm that looks like it came in last in a pneumatic nail-gun fight.