Thursday, August 10, 2006

Waxing lyrical

Known to Hazel and I as Waxy Balls, this ridiculous beast was the mother of Woo and the wife of mighty Behemoth.

The most inquisitive of the myriad parrots that would drop by our Canberra verandah, she would often crane her neck to check out what was going on inside our unit.

And like most sulphur crests, she didn't mind a fang.