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Cutest Bird Ever!!!
I got Nerd, my first Maxi Pionus, and his brother Ferd in 78. As far as I know they were new to the pet trade at that point and wild caught. Ferd was big and calm and very gentle but loved his brother Nerd best, and Nerd loved him back. Unfortunately Ferd got something a few years or so after I got them. He was fine in the morning, sick in the afternoon, and dead by 8pm that night
Nerd was mourning and called for him a while, then realized he was stuck with me so we started to become friends. He eventually blossomed after I moved into my own house and could live out in the living area watching and interacting with me and everyone. He kept doing more, seemed very happy, and never tried to fly away or anything, though he did have bad flight feathers in one wing and knew he couldn't fly well.
He would play and rough house with me, hang out beside me and get scritches and treats, look at me and just go ERK! with happy eyes to say all was right with his world. So he was happy with his life and lived with me for 31 years after probably being in the jungle where he was from with his brother.
So they can form a bond like any other creature can when shown enough kindness and attention and love and return it. He never spoke but I understood what he was trying to communicate with his noises and he knew his name and what I was saying to him.
I'm sure not all parrots will end up like that but he and I certainly were family members and flock-mates till the end so it can happen. Once they are stuck with us we owe it to them to do the best we can for them and with luck they'll decide we are worthy and become our friends.
Nerd was mourning and called for him a while, then realized he was stuck with me so we started to become friends. He eventually blossomed after I moved into my own house and could live out in the living area watching and interacting with me and everyone. He kept doing more, seemed very happy, and never tried to fly away or anything, though he did have bad flight feathers in one wing and knew he couldn't fly well.
He would play and rough house with me, hang out beside me and get scritches and treats, look at me and just go ERK! with happy eyes to say all was right with his world. So he was happy with his life and lived with me for 31 years after probably being in the jungle where he was from with his brother.
So they can form a bond like any other creature can when shown enough kindness and attention and love and return it. He never spoke but I understood what he was trying to communicate with his noises and he knew his name and what I was saying to him.
I'm sure not all parrots will end up like that but he and I certainly were family members and flock-mates till the end so it can happen. Once they are stuck with us we owe it to them to do the best we can for them and with luck they'll decide we are worthy and become our friends.