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but I wouldn't trade Petey for a Hy, which has LONG been a dream bird of mine. Last March, he was nervous and tentative about new things. Today, the big boy climbed onto Daff's cage while I changed his papers. I love that he's brave enough to explore now and his bond with my mom thrills me. She is channeling Auntie Sarah, big time. He can do no wrong in her eyes. I love how far he's come, that he takes a bath in his 30 oz. water bowl when someone vacuums, that he yells "OH!" when excited or eats something he likes, hollers "HI!" in a cross between a steam whistle and a middle school girl's squeal, and mutters "I love you" when picked up or if he wants to be picked up. I can even overlook when he drags his cage papers up to a perch, shreds vet wrap like it's his job, and makes DISGUSTING soup out of his water. Still, he's lucky I was drinking when Sarah and I first talked about him.