I love him dearly, but he sure can be a constant pest! I let him out of his cage to play on his bird gym, but he won’t let the opportunity pass to make his way to my laptop and either say “Look at me!” or “That little lamp thingy on your lap desk looks more fun than the perches on my play gym!”
Believe me, I do play with him throughout the day, but deep down he wants to permanently harass me. I just had to step away and type in peace, but I don’t have complete peace. He’s now yelling at me from the other room. “DOBRY! DOBRY! DOBRY!”, which means “Good!” in Czech.
If I do let my little bird boy stay as long as he wants, he does eventually wear himself out. See what happened once a while ago. Such “peace” still makes my writing a little difficult.