I got Beau when he was a baby, my husband and I picked him out. My husband helped me to train him to step up and to be handled. Then, my husband of 45 years died unexpectedly, and Beau changed. Little by little he became more aggressive to where now, I can't handle him at all. I have to use a portable perch with a plastic shield to protect my hand when I transport him. He is a character and a great talker, I have hours of tape of he and I talking to each other but he's also a vicious biter. I tell my kids, that I think he thinks I got rid of his DeDe (what he called my husband). I got a bad infection from a bite (Iam diabetic), so I don't risk handling him anymore, we still love each other and interact, just do it differently.
Beau showing his green side
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