Let me introduce you to another family member, Wongy! He is a Parakeet, loves to sing and hates being held.
4 years ago we found him and his late wife, Midori perched in their tiny cage abandoned at a bus stop near our place. The owner left them there with a note saying that he is moving and that he cannot bring them with him, what an ass! So my husband and I brought the budgies home, got them a bigger cage, some toys, fed them with tiny colorful seeds, treated their scaly beaks and they were good and happy again.
Here is Wongy with his late wife, Midori.
Midori died a year after we brought them home. I took her to the vet but the vet was unsuccessful diagnosing her disease. She kept on falling from her perch. A month after the vet visit I found her dead on the floor of their cage. Sigh...
Wongy took it hard and was screaming and restless for a couple of weeks until I got him a mirror. Now he thinks that his reflection is another bird, He sings and chirps to himself everyday thinking he is singing to another bird. If it was a human doing that, either his coo-coo up there or just plain narcissistic.
