We have so many interesting letters and comments from our friends that have gotten birds from us. After living with these little guys for three or four months it can be quite emotional to see them go to new homes. Part of the healing process comes from the reactions and comments from their new owners. This one's typical (thanks Jan):

Togo seems to love living here, loves Ursula, the greyhound, loves taking
off across the dining room floor to the living room, up the floor lamp pole
and onto my shoulder to snuggle in and have a nap.

(S)he loves broccoli, cauliflower, carrots, snow peas, corn, both dried and
fresh on the cob, apples, sweet potatoes, macaroni and cheese, turkey and
stuffing, buffalo chicken wings, pasta, both dry and cooked, chili peppers,
green peppers, most any kind of pepper. He eats out of Ursula's dish when
she has dry dog food, eats from our plates for eggs for breakfast, loves
biscuits and jam and would kill for a taste of coke from the bottle top. I
have yet to find a food that he does not love and eat much of.
He is a rascal and loves jokes, is starting to say words: the first full
sentence was, 'Stop that right now!" I was referring to his habit of
wanting to eat the refrigerator gasket. He chews up at least one toy daily
and I am glad I get them by the 30 lb box from my friend who owns the bird
toy factory. He loves to eat popsicle sticks, clothes pins, but has yet to
attack any furniture. He joy-walks all over the house, the porcelain tops
on the toilet screws are gone, never to be found again. I have no idea where
he has hidden them; they have been gone for weeks. He rides around on the
tops of my shoes...easier than walking himself, I guess.
Thanks for letting me raise this spoiled rascally baby.
- posted by J-Birds @ 8:01 PM |