Conservation Woods

If you share your life with parrots, you know how much they love trees. They love branches, they love leaves, they love to chew and hollow out stuff. My sun conure, Tron, won’t let me take a corn cob away until he has hollowed out the center. I wish I had more trees in my yard that would be fun for the birds to chew up.

The Ways of Finches

The summer is not being kind to my flock, inside or out. Everyone has a dish of water to splash in. Everyone has shade in their cage if they are outside. Their drinking water is refreshed daily. But the air temp in the middle of the day ranges from 80 to 100 degrees F. Not a lot of fun.

Turaco Addiction

All people are different, all birds are different, and people need to know they can’t treat all birds the same way. The sun conure I have now is way different than the ones I had before. The canaries I have now are more playful than any I have had before. And turaco number 4 is a whole new ball game.

Lovie Dovie

Doves go way back in history as signs of love and peace. Which is strange if you have ever spent much time around them. They are merely pigeons in prettier wrappers. They can be mean, aggressive, stupid, and so far from peace and love as to make a mockery of all that symbolism.

Their Masters’ Voices

People who are young enough and have time to spare are blessed to take in a parrot fresh out of the egg or nest box, or whatever. A new parrot, young and impressionable, ready to give you love and learn to please you. Because that’s what the parrot most wants to do, please the main flock member in their life.