As I recall, our birds have always seemed fairly oblivious to the noises and goings on outside with the hurricanes and tropical storms. Unlike many dogs, as I hear, who are terrified and head for under a bed or in a bathtub ( my mother had one dog who ran for the bathtub at the first crack of a thunderstorm) for every thunderstorm. I really think the birds feel safe as long as their human flock is nearby, and will make sure everything is ok.
One of my memories of hurricane Andrew (Miami, 1992) was of my husband, daughter, my mother, our two cockatiels ( Coconut and Freckle) and our rabbit in the hallway as the hurricane raged and screamed outside. The birds were in their travel kennels and the bunny in his hutch- made it easier to pick them up as we went from room to room in the house trying to find a safe place. We couldn't hear much as the wind and rain was deafening, sounded like a freight train besides the howling, whistling, groaning and banging as something broke or got torn off by the wind. Sounded just like an explosion when a portion of our neighbor's roof blew right through the shuttered window in the living room, took out those windows, and the shutter, letting the hurricane winds into that part of the house.
The critters didn't seem scared, in fact Coconut acted as though he was psyched by all the noises. The noise from the hurricane would abate from time to time, and that's when we'd hear Coconut talking to his little mirror in his travel cage. His crest was sticking straight up, I can imagine his pupils were alternately contracting and dilating as he went through his vocabulary, "WHAT a pretty, pretty bird", "SUCHA pretty bird","kiss kiss kiss", and even his whistling rendition of "Happy Birthday to You". It was a little bit of comic relief to an otherwise terrifying experience.
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