So far, my most special memory is of Timber's first cuddle with me. After several weeks of struggle, bites, tears, and wondering if he would ever come to trust me, I had him in the living room on his playstand. I was ready to take him to back to the cage, and he stepped up easily (not a certainty at that point). I thought to myself "I'll just sit down in the recliner with Timber on my forearm for a minute." When I sat down, I put my forearm (with Timber on it) in my lap so he would feel stable. He looked up at me, then leaned forward with his rear in the air and went beak down on my stomach. I just scratched and scratched around his head and beak. That was our break-through moment and I'll never forget it