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“Sally”, as we shall call her, began making regular appearances at Omar’s shortly after I purchased Philip. I would often arrive in the evening or weekends to find her by his stand, playing with or holding him. At the time, I think that Philip was the only African Grey baby on the floor. Omar’s has
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I got the call from Omar’s one afternoon at work. They had just received a baby Grey and I was next on the list. Was I interested? Interested?! I don’t think I bothered to tell Arthur I was leaving until I was halfway to the pet store. Most breeders will separate the mother from her
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My all-time favorite African Grey story may be more legend than truth, but it is a fun one all the same. As the story goes, the owner leaves her Grey with a friend for a couple of months. During his extended stay, the Grey listens in on numerous phone calls between the friend and some
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I had a severe test of my character the other day. I was on a ministry call, and I often wander around the house when I am on the phone. There is, apparently, a direct connection between the movement of my feet and the firing of synapses in my noggin. Well, I happened to stop
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The very first parrot I owned was the result of a moment of righteous indignation. Or at least, I thought it was righteous. I will admit to a bit of parrot snobbery in my youth. I thought I knew better and could do more. Back in those days they used to sell parrots at places
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