Sunday Bird (Bath) Blogging

Sunday is often bath day for Bosco the peach-faced lovebird. Here he is getting ready to splash. Sometimes we have to coax him into his bathtub with bright-colored ribbons and beads. He can play hard to get.

Eventually, though, he plunges in and splashes and submerges and flaps and wiggles. When he emerges, he shakes his rear end in what we call his lobster tail boogie.

Afterwards, he likes to perch on your shoulder and rub his wet feathers in the crook of your neck. If he's in an especially chummy mood, he lets us scratch him all around his neck and head, guiding our fingers under his beak and and around his tiny eyes and up to the crown of his head. He's very particular, fussy even. Ah, nothing like the distinctive smell of a wet lovebird on a Sunday morning, kinda musty yet sweet.