Heh, heh, heh. Thought I'd start a thread on what's your bird destroyed that it shouldn't have. Lemme think, there's been so much over the years. . .
My old M2 ate my roommate's exercise bike and I had to buy my friend a new one, he ate the seats in our old van (mind you, it happened one chunk at a time over several years).
Drywall in the livingroom of a house I rented - I don't recall who did that.
My current little parrotlet put a dime-size hole in my bedroom wood wall paneling within five minutes, despite her access to about 20 different toys that were closer (don't tell my husband, I don't think he's noticed yet).
Ducky the sun conure just discovered it's fun to eat the faux leather seats in the truck.
My old african grey chunked an antique china cabinet my parents gave me for a wedding gift; she ate a portable DVD player.
My old G2 - all the buttons off every remote, my brother's glasses while they were on his face, jewelry - fugetaboutit, little ceramic figurines on the fireplace mantle (she climbed up there and had a good time grabbing them in her feet and flinging them to the wood floor, then cocking her head to watch, repeat until I came in the room screaming, "Sally! Whaaatttt aaaarrrrreee yooouuuu ddooooiiinnggg!!!!?????"). There's so much more destruction from the G2, but I think I have PTSD and have blocked it from my memory forever.







