Then another one will arrive.
Then another one.
One will wait on your head and two more on your shoulders for their turns in the hood.
Then they'll all have a go at each other and squawk and flap and scratch while they rearrange their positions in the hood/head/shoulders pecking order.
With all that pink and grey flapping around you you will look like you are in a 1980's remake of Alfred Hitchcock's "The Birds". Only your children will be laughing at you. Well, until they find themselves fending off an overly amorous Black Cockatoo.
Those aren't the mad zoo Galahs the pictures; these ones are the very well-behaved bunch who act like Galahs as they peck around on our front lawn most mornings.
And that picture at the top of this post is of a real, limited-edition Barbie doll which is sadly now all sold out. Mad, but good-mad, not bad-mad I reckon.