Evelyn
12-15-2007, 02:21 PM
It's wonderful to be back together with our old friends from TT, and to be making new friends.
I know we have profiles, but they don't really say all that much. I suggest those of us who have not already done so, introduce ourselves and our flock.
I'm from Virginia. I'm married--no kids at home. Hubby is retired, but I'm still working. I'm a lawyer--trying to cut back so I can spend more time with the birds.
I have a female LSC, about 5-6 years old. She was very plucked and very timid when I bought her, but she is now fully feathered and has turned into a bossy little brat. But she can be so sweet. She likes to cuddle on my neck. She doesn't talk much. She insists on eating at the table with us. We tried giving her her own little plate, but she thinks it tastes better if it comes off our plates.
Plato is a male, 19-month old Eleanora cockatoo. I suppose he will change as he approaches sexual maturity, but right now he is all cuddles and snuggling and kisses. He has never bitten anybody. He has a deformed beak resulting from his parents pushing him out of the nest and biting his beak off. It isn't pretty, but it functions; and he is otherwise beautiful. He said several things when I bought him, and he has learned new words since. He imitates my CAG.
Tamar is a 10-month old CAG. I got her as a 4-month old baby. She cuddles llike a too. For the longest time we didn't think she was going to talk, and then she started learning words and phrases very quickly. We aren't training her. It's just stuff she picks up.
I'm a little concerned about Tamar because she can't fly. The breeder did let the babies fly twice before clipping their wings, and Tamar flew then. But now, altho she flaps her wings like crazy, she just plops. It would seem to me that 6 months is long enough to grow out her flight feathers, but maybe not. Does anybody know?
I also have a male 8-year old U-2 named Gyro who is my heart-bird. I've never seen a more beautiful, more confident, more intelligent U2 (and of course, that is an objective opinion :) He doesn't live with me, though, because he would like to kill me. Not really (I hope), but he was my first cockatoo. We had a few honeymoon days, and then he started chasing me, pecking at me, and one day he flew into my face, bit a chunk out of my face and gave me a black eye. After that, I was afraid of him; and he knew it; and he started bullying me. It got so I couldn't let him out of the cage, and that was no life for him. A friend of mine who has a large indoor aviary agreed to keep him for me. Every once in a while I take him home to try again, but it's always the same. He's happy there because he gets to fly free. And he loves my friend who also loves him.
When I first went to see Gyro, his owner took him out of his cage and he stepped up onto my hand. He walked up my arm to my shoulder and put his face against mine, and I was a goner! But he's a Dr. Jekly-Mr. Hyde character.
He came in an old cage; and I bought him a new one right away. The former owner said he was an escape artist, so I put locks on all of the doors. He took the top of his cage off to get out!
He talks very plainly. I kept him at my office, and clients would have to pass by his cage to get to my private office. He would say, "Hi" and "Hello" when they came in. He would wolf-whistle at the women. He would say "Bye-bye" when they left.
When I decided he should live with my friend, she came to the office to pick him up. As she was carrying the cage out of the office, Gyro was looking at me throught the wire front and saying "Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye" over and over again in such a plaintive voice. It broke my heart.
A few days after he moved to Lois' house, it was raining, and a neighbor called her to say there was a white bird on her roof. She got a stepladder and was climbing up to get him. Gyro was climbing down towards her, saying "Poor Gyro, poor Gyro." He had chewed enough of a wooden window frame to push a frame out and escape.
Lois had workmen at her house working on the aviary, and Gyro would take their tools and hide them.
I have many Gyro stories, but won't bore you with any more now.
Besides the parrots, I have two standard poodles, a 3-legged American Pit Bull Terrier I rescued after he was hit by a bus, 4 horses and 4 cats. Then there are various rescue/fosters that come and go--birds, cats, dogs.
That's me. Let's hear all about you!
Evelyn
I know we have profiles, but they don't really say all that much. I suggest those of us who have not already done so, introduce ourselves and our flock.
I'm from Virginia. I'm married--no kids at home. Hubby is retired, but I'm still working. I'm a lawyer--trying to cut back so I can spend more time with the birds.
I have a female LSC, about 5-6 years old. She was very plucked and very timid when I bought her, but she is now fully feathered and has turned into a bossy little brat. But she can be so sweet. She likes to cuddle on my neck. She doesn't talk much. She insists on eating at the table with us. We tried giving her her own little plate, but she thinks it tastes better if it comes off our plates.
Plato is a male, 19-month old Eleanora cockatoo. I suppose he will change as he approaches sexual maturity, but right now he is all cuddles and snuggling and kisses. He has never bitten anybody. He has a deformed beak resulting from his parents pushing him out of the nest and biting his beak off. It isn't pretty, but it functions; and he is otherwise beautiful. He said several things when I bought him, and he has learned new words since. He imitates my CAG.
Tamar is a 10-month old CAG. I got her as a 4-month old baby. She cuddles llike a too. For the longest time we didn't think she was going to talk, and then she started learning words and phrases very quickly. We aren't training her. It's just stuff she picks up.
I'm a little concerned about Tamar because she can't fly. The breeder did let the babies fly twice before clipping their wings, and Tamar flew then. But now, altho she flaps her wings like crazy, she just plops. It would seem to me that 6 months is long enough to grow out her flight feathers, but maybe not. Does anybody know?
I also have a male 8-year old U-2 named Gyro who is my heart-bird. I've never seen a more beautiful, more confident, more intelligent U2 (and of course, that is an objective opinion :) He doesn't live with me, though, because he would like to kill me. Not really (I hope), but he was my first cockatoo. We had a few honeymoon days, and then he started chasing me, pecking at me, and one day he flew into my face, bit a chunk out of my face and gave me a black eye. After that, I was afraid of him; and he knew it; and he started bullying me. It got so I couldn't let him out of the cage, and that was no life for him. A friend of mine who has a large indoor aviary agreed to keep him for me. Every once in a while I take him home to try again, but it's always the same. He's happy there because he gets to fly free. And he loves my friend who also loves him.
When I first went to see Gyro, his owner took him out of his cage and he stepped up onto my hand. He walked up my arm to my shoulder and put his face against mine, and I was a goner! But he's a Dr. Jekly-Mr. Hyde character.
He came in an old cage; and I bought him a new one right away. The former owner said he was an escape artist, so I put locks on all of the doors. He took the top of his cage off to get out!
He talks very plainly. I kept him at my office, and clients would have to pass by his cage to get to my private office. He would say, "Hi" and "Hello" when they came in. He would wolf-whistle at the women. He would say "Bye-bye" when they left.
When I decided he should live with my friend, she came to the office to pick him up. As she was carrying the cage out of the office, Gyro was looking at me throught the wire front and saying "Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye" over and over again in such a plaintive voice. It broke my heart.
A few days after he moved to Lois' house, it was raining, and a neighbor called her to say there was a white bird on her roof. She got a stepladder and was climbing up to get him. Gyro was climbing down towards her, saying "Poor Gyro, poor Gyro." He had chewed enough of a wooden window frame to push a frame out and escape.
Lois had workmen at her house working on the aviary, and Gyro would take their tools and hide them.
I have many Gyro stories, but won't bore you with any more now.
Besides the parrots, I have two standard poodles, a 3-legged American Pit Bull Terrier I rescued after he was hit by a bus, 4 horses and 4 cats. Then there are various rescue/fosters that come and go--birds, cats, dogs.
That's me. Let's hear all about you!
Evelyn