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You are comforting me in some bizarre way.
I am hitting the pet stores, although in our neck of the woods, it's a bit hard to find a variety of parrots.
Cosmo and I saw a green-cheeked conure in PetCo the other day. Cosmo stuck his nose in between the bars, and the bird banged on it with the curved part of his beak. Startled, Cosmo backed off, but then tried the same thing with the same results. Having routed the dog, the parrot turned his attention to me, but fortunately only wanted love and scratches. I'd've taken him home then and there, but I am attempting to spare my husband as much as possible, and I have heard that conures vibrate your eardrums in piercing ways.
I also played with a blue-and-yellow amazon child, what a dear, and an even younger African Grey at another pet shop (in Van Buren). I fell instantly in love with the Grey, a feisty and very mouthy fellow. He determinedly kept climbing up to the back of my neck, where he would stay. The shop owner would grab him and warn, 'I'm gonna BEAT you!!' The parrot loved it. I just know that will be his favorite phrase when he begins to talk. I would've bought him then and there, but I promised my husband that I would wait until next year (to give me time to get a feel for different species), and I have also read that Greys are rigid birds. I travel occasionally, so need a bird that won't be catatonic when I return.
As you can see by the above, I'm such a pushover that I fall in love with almost anyone. I saw a Pacific Parrotlet (I think -- they were at a street vendor's in Quito) in Ecuador, and I fell in love with HIM.
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