Posted on 09/11/2009 5:55:33 PM PDT by Free ThinkerNY
A giant pet parrot attacked a policeman after its owner was pulled over for driving with the bird on her shoulder.
The driver was arrested after the officer discovered she was banned from driving - but then had to drive her car to the pound with the pet parrot flying loose inside the car.
The macaw, which was furious at being parted from its owner, launched wave after wave of attack on the officer - leaving him with bite and scratch marks to his hands and arms as he tried to drive the car to the pound.
Chief officer Steve Masters said he drafted in a raw recruit to take care of the macaw, saying that the 'bad' jobs fell to new people in the job.
The RSPCA in Dover now has the bird.
(Excerpt) Read more at metro.co.uk ...
Probably a Norwegian blue, pinin’ for the fjords...
Should be glad she wasn’t in the US, here they would have just shot the parrot...
Let me be the first to say......Aaarrrrggh!
I used to hate that part of the job.
LOL what a crazy story.
The cop didn’t think this situation all the way through. He should have called animal control to take the parrot, then either drive the car or even better yet call a tow service to take the car to the impound yard.
Is the cop white? If so, maybe Obama will send Cass Sunstein over there to defend the parrot.
A customer enters a pet shop.
Mr. Praline: ‘Ello, I wish to register a complaint.
(The owner does not respond.)
Mr. Praline: ‘Ello, Miss?
Owner: What do you mean “miss”?
Mr. Praline: I’m sorry, I have a cold. I wish to make a complaint!
Owner: We’re closin’ for lunch.
Mr. Praline: Never mind that, my lad. I wish to complain about this parrot what I purchased not half an hour ago from this very boutique.
Owner: Oh yes, the, uh, the Norwegian Blue...What’s,uh...What’s wrong with it?
Mr. Praline: I’ll tell you what’s wrong with it, my lad. ‘E’s dead, that’s what’s wrong with it!
Owner: No, no, ‘e’s uh,...he’s resting.
Mr. Praline: Look, matey, I know a dead parrot when I see one, and I’m looking at one right now.
Owner: No no he’s not dead, he’s, he’s restin’! Remarkable bird, the Norwegian Blue, idn’it, ay? Beautiful plumage!
Mr. Praline: The plumage don’t enter into it. It’s stone dead.
Owner: Nononono, no, no! ‘E’s resting!
Mr. Praline: All right then, if he’s restin’, I’ll wake him up! (shouting at the cage) ‘Ello, Mister Polly Parrot! I’ve got a lovely fresh cuttle fish for you if you
show...
(owner hits the cage)
Owner: There, he moved!
Mr. Praline: No, he didn’t, that was you hitting the cage!
Owner: I never!!
Mr. Praline: Yes, you did!
Owner: I never, never did anything...
Mr. Praline: (yelling and hitting the cage repeatedly) ‘ELLO POLLY!!!!! Testing! Testing! Testing! Testing! This is your nine o’clock alarm call!
(Takes parrot out of the cage and thumps its head on the counter. Throws it up in the air and watches it plummet to the floor.)
Mr. Praline: Now that’s what I call a dead parrot.
Owner: No, no.....No, ‘e’s stunned!
Mr. Praline: STUNNED?!?
Owner: Yeah! You stunned him, just as he was wakin’ up! Norwegian Blues stun easily, major.
Mr. Praline: Um...now look...now look, mate, I’ve definitely ‘ad enough of this. That parrot is definitely deceased, and when I purchased it not ‘alf an hour ago, you assured me that its total lack of movement was due to it bein’ tired and shagged out following a prolonged squawk.
The driver was arrested after the officer discovered she was banned from driving -- but then had to drive her car to the pound with the pet parrot flying loose inside the car.I sort of remember the good old days, when the giant angry parrot in these stories turned out to be a hallucination.
Awk! Don’t taze me Bro Awk!
This is my Congo African Grey, "Bart"
I got Bart from my very close friend who, along with his wife, breeds and sells birdies.
Jeff told me that us humans have about 65psi when we bite.
He told me "Bart" has around 1800psi.
Bart is a VERY SPECIAL birdie and whether it's 600-1800psi, he could, with NO PROBLEM AT ALL, TAKE OFF A FINGER WITH LIGHTNING SPEED!!
He has in the distant past, bit me down to the bone.
Yes it hurt, and I agree with you on the officer needing some "help" with the birdie.
I can put Bart upside down in the palm of one hand, and scratch his head and belly with the other and he loves it.
But believe me NO ONE ELSE HAS!!
This is "Bobbie Joe".
Even HIS bite hurts!!!
Tell me, I have a chihuahua named Fidel.
I used to hate that part of the job.
Wasn't being talked out of giving a ticket by a parrot worse?
What do they call Brazil nuts in Brazil?
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