About a week after the biting incident, my Mom and Dad came to stay. My Dad seemed to take to Sweet-Pea, so I suggested they have her. A week later we delivered Sweet-Pea to my parents.
Sweet-Pea ....... became a "he" called Sweetie!
All was well for the first couple of days. She(I mean He) was bought a snazzy ladder and a zooty hide swing. I think he was spoilt rotten. It seems Grandparents don't just do that with grandchildren!! But as my parents soon found out, this bird was one demanding chick!!!!
So..... today after a wonderful holiday with the Grandparents, Sweet-Pea returned home. I realise now that I had missed her loud sqwaaks and funny little noises!
Yes, I will try again. But this time I will be armed with a well padded leather glove!