Zazouse,,TerriLaChicks is my witness,,her Thang also is wierd.My Thang just doesn't seem to know where or how to fit in,he's not a "joiner" rather a fence sitter.All that quality time I spent with him as a hatchling is all forgotten now by Thang.You would think every day he would get used to seeing me and recognizing me somewhat.I always start talking or something as I approach the Palace so the irds has a heads up that I'm coming. But each time it's a new adventure in how crazy he can act and what stunts he will try.He's the "Odd Pea out" here,,I thought the new Purple B/S Silver pied male I got from Leggs this spring was crazy,but I understand with having so many birds it's not possible to form a bond or connection.But Thang was hatched here,I've only handled him twice that I remember since he was older than 1 year of age.I believe the stress of a roadtrip to a pet therapist may due Thang in.He may have a heart attack on the way or when being captured.Maybe the therapist can make a house call? Wonder if the therapist would start a tab for Thang? I'm sure not 1 session will be enough.Maybe we should share a bottle of the fermented grape some eve,and chitty chat about life? Crack open a cold one? Maybe 2?