I spied this parrot in the future home of The Black Dog (home goods, tavern, etc., according to the posters in the windows). I was in the Laundromat across Water St. I thought it was faux parrot (or an ex-parrot) - until it moved. When I crossed the street to take a closer look (and snap a photo), it got really, really alarmed! I mean it was fluttering and squawking at high decibels.
Then the man came up with some sort of parrot snack, to calm it down.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
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