Parrots

I decided I would help one of my friends out by taking care of his 6 pet parrots while he went out of town for a week. It has been interesting...and I have become less scared of them over the course of the week. But there is this one parrot that is like my arch-nemesis. It somehow gets its butt outside of the cage and craps on the floor like every day. Of course it's carpet that it's taking a dump on. So, I'm scrubbing carpet and cleaning up all kinds of nasty. The first day every single one of them tried to attack me. I got bit by a parrot once and it hurt bad. I have been terribly frightened of them ever since. On top of that the animal channel had a special explaining how their beaks are strong enough to actually break out your teeth! Whenever I imagine myself getting severely hurt I always imagine something happening to my eyes and teeth. My friend also told me that they get out of their cages sometimes. All I could imagine was walking in to feed them one day and all six of them attacking my face. Each taking its turn at poking my eyes out and breaking teeth and grinding them into dust and then spitting that into my pecked out eyes. Ok, perhaps that's a little overboard, but I have a vivid imagination.