…His obnoxious behaviors (like the one above) stem from the fact that they get my attention; kissy noises not working? Regurgitating for my toes producing no effect? Better chew on a bag or some books! Continue reading “I live to irritate you!”
Many people speculate over whether or not parrots understand context, or perhaps language on some rudimentary level. I can’t answer the second part of the above statement. But can parrot understand context? Oh yeah. Louie gets it. One of the phrases that Louie knew before coming to us was, “Hi Shay!” which was the name of his human Dad. We’ve never once heard him so … Continue reading Parrots and Context–A Thing.
There is one simple sign many parrot owners overlook that can be the canary in the cave of your bird’s health, and that sign is your parrot’s weight.
Buying a gram scale and weighing your parrot regularly could save your feathered friend’s life, especially if he or she is a newer member to your flock. Continue reading A First Sign of Illness: A Bird’s Weight
People who adopt larger parrots for the first time often hold the misconception that they’ll get to know their new feathered friend in a week or two, give or take. That their parrot will have maybe a week of transition as they settle into their new home for the first time. Bonds take time. Trust. And positive experiences. Lots, and lots of positive experiences! As a former … Continue reading Building a bond takes time.
Maybe the decision was easy… maybe the decision was hard… maybe the decision was forced on you. Whatever the case, thank you for saying goodbye to your parrot. Continue reading Thank you for saying goodbye.
Take a bow, Louie! Your dancing (i.e. terrible toe-tapping) is done. Hopefully. By the time we took Louie to the vet, he had stopped tap-dancing. In twenty-four hours, he went from almost violent, uncontrolled spasms to… nothing. Nothing. What…? He was a lovely little patient at the vet; his coloring is growing in vibrantly in shades of glowing emerald, so much so that another woman … Continue reading Louie has finished dancing! Toe-Tapping Part 2.
With absolutely no warning, my baby boy started clutching one foot convulsively. His entire foot would seize up, curl up–I always thought that toe-tapping would start slowly and grow progressively worse, but nope. It came on suddenly. Violently.
Love was toe-tapping. Continue reading Luigi is tap-dancing, and it is horrible. Toe-Tapping Part 1.
Collecting birds is kind of like eating chips. One simply isn’t enough. Nor is two… or three… or five. Five? Five is enough, unless you want to dedicate your entire life to maintenance and clean-up. Which I don’t. Only most of my day. 😉 Ours started with a budgie. Meet Roosevelt Polk Kennedy: the lead domino in a series of (mostly) fortunate events: My then-fiance/now-husband … Continue reading It starts with one…
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