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I had a budgie named Socrates. He was insane. He didn't like to be handled, but he loved for me to come up to the cage so he could rub his head on my nose. At some point, that behavior turned to biting -- hard. He wasn't being defensive, he genuinely enjoyed doing it. He would bug you until you came over to the cage, at which point he would run over and gnaw on my nose for a couple seconds. Then he'd shut up for the rest of the night. It was his ritual.
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Sìn a nall na cuaranan sin. -- Cha mhór is fheairrde thu iad, tha iad coltach ri cat air a dhathadh
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