My best experiences are the little ones. That constant companionship.
The softly whispered 'Hi' while I'm watching TV. That softly drawn out 'Umm looks good, huh? while I'm cooking.
The intelligence in those eyes while I tell Chaos a story, or show him something new, like a new sweater or my new hair color, how he tilts his head and pushes it closer to me as he listens intently.
The best moments are when we're connecting. And that happens on a regular basis. It's when he tells my Goffin to 'Knock it off' a second before I do, or even when he lies about phone calls to get me back into the living room. When we both hear a sound, and catch each other's eyes at the same moment.
It's when he shows how much he understands. How he'll lean in the direction he wants to go as I ask if wants to play in my bedroom, or watch TV with me on his perch. When he waits for that fist bite if I tell him 'It's hot!', his little sneaky measures to get to the things he knows I don't like him touching, and then the laugh when caught.
It's sharing my life and home with a friend, and not just a pretty bird.