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**We interrupt this regular birdy broadcast for an important message. Or at least a message that bears some thought. Or one thought, at least, if you can’t spare a few.** I recently went on a road trip with a friend and we had eleven hours in the car together. Both ways! The crazy thing is…
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I have never had children, but they say that having a parrot is the next closest thing. Based on my experience, I am inclined to think that the survival of the Mom in the first year is a greater miracle than the survival of the child. It brings to mind the cartoon of the happy,…
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My friend and I always used to joke that Muffin didn’t know she was a bird. At dinner time, my friend and I would sit at our spots at the table, and Muffin would sit at hers – well, ON the table, with her own plate of food. She was so acclimated to our world…
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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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