cheerfulThe man who found the bird said it was really dopey when he picked it up. By the time I got him home the bird had become really active in the box. I had to transfer him to a proper cage, and he decided my gloves were The Enemy What Must Be Killed. So he attacked with beak and claws. I removed the gloves and dropped them with bird attached into the cage. Last time I checked... well. I needed new gloves anyway. Those ones weren't thick enough.
At least the punctures in my hands have stopped bleeding although I must admit they are still very painful. Typing is a bit difficult.
