You don't understand at all do you?
Okey dokey.
You tell me why African grey wild caughts absolutely freak out when a black person enters a room?
Had to break it to one really lovely lady that her bird "Hope" would never ever love her and got her an amazon instead. The greys hate the blacks that stuck them to the trees. They feel anger. And hate.
How about a rosella crying for hours on end because I had to put down Gypsy's mate, Tramp? My personal babies. That almost killed me.
Don't tell me when one of the pack dies that the others don't know. I bred catahoulas. I have birthed their little souls.
Don't tell me they don't feel. Don't you dare tell me they don't care.
Maybe you don't like the words we use. But don't tell me they don't have emotions.
None of those are a python, which is the example you used.
I had a ball python as a pet years ago. I'm fairly confident it didn't have any emotional feelings about me one way or another.
Do you think all animals have human-like emotions?
Oh, and I have no idea what an African grey wild caughts is. I'm assuming there was just a typo. An African Grey caught in the wild, perhaps is what you meant?
You are really hooked on the wrong aren't you now?
I only referenced balls in comparison to the truly emotionless killers above in my post.
Please don't try to twist my words.
Wild caughts is just another phrase. I used to transition wild caughts. This was the 80's. Before Mark started the Hagen breeding program.
I've worked with many a wild caught and have the scars to show it. Timnehs were the saddest.
I swear they knew that they were on my arm and not on a branch. All I could do and did was show them so much love that my arm and their future "person's arm" was not hostile but a good place.
I took a lotta hits man. If you know birds, the only way they can relate to you is with that beak.
I have a lot of scars. But they were worth it. My own companion feathered beastie and I had many rescues that never left the house but Phoenix was a yellow nape who was my friend.
I only had to give them all up when my husband was transferred to Saturn in Tennessee and I couldn't take them with me. Just about killed me.