The big wooden arch is a simple affair - 2 bits at about 45 degrees, separated by a bit in the middle that's essentially flat.
Half of it's tightly wrapped with rope, to provide some grip.
It's good that there's this probably three feet long, easy to hold on to, not too tight an angle piece, if you're a family unit of cockatoos.
Mum, Dad and Baby, who "happens" to end up in the middle, between the parents...
Coincidence? Perhaps not, ha ha.
Opportunity to say "M-u-u-u-m... D-a-a-a-a-d... I hate bath time! ?
Oh yes, definitely, ha ha.
Mum and Dad were very clever - one either side of baby, and the preening began, ha ha.
It's a typical baby - grumbles about being hungry... Grumbles that it isn't being fed enough... Grumbles about bath time... Has no complaints when Mum and Dad say "Let's go and play somewhere interesting...", ha ha
Poor little thing, a parent below, a parent above, ideally sited to preen you, whether you want it or not...
It's a tough life being a baby bird, ha ha.
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