It's been almost eight years
since we found homes for Smoki (timneh african grey) and Jozey (blue and
gold macaw) and in all those years not once did I think of bringing another
parrot home.�� Then in September 2001, my granddaughter wanted
a parakeet.� She was now 10 years old and a true bird person.�
:-)
Paulie was a blue and white parakeet
who had so much personality it was impossible to pass him by without bending
down to pick him up.� I enjoyed playing and watching him.���
He loves to throw the ball (literally) at you while he waits for you to
throw it back.�� He will play catch endlessly.�
Paulie aroused my love for a little
parakeet.� :-)�� No, I didn't rush right out and get one,
it was a few weeks later when Jerry surprised me with a beautiful green
parakeet.�
He was sweet from the beginning.�
He easily picked up on the "up" command.�� Loved to receive and
give kisses and would sit on your finger forever if you talked to him.��
He was a people birdie.� I named him Jonathan.�� The name
seemed so befitting for this little bird with a huge personality.�
Everyone who came to visit always visited
Jonathan first because they knew they could touch him without worrying
about a bite here and there.� Charlie and Fluffy doesn't go to just
anyone and even then chances are you may get bit.�
Jonathan's cage fit nicely in the living
room making it possible to watch him play on his cage and playset as I
watched tv or worked on the computer.�� We became close friends
looking forward to spending time together.�
When Paulie came to visit they played
tag on the playset but no matter how hard Paulie tried, Jonathan was not
interested in playing catch with the ball.� They quickly became close
friends.�� Jonathan loved Paulie's visits and Paulie hated to
leave his friend when it was time to go home.�
Sitting on the back of my computer
chair was another of his favorite things to do.� He took the advantage
to nibble now and then on the back of my neck.�
His best pleasure in his little life
was eating.�� He loved any and all fruits and veggies.�
I started him on a small piece of broccoli.�� He was a bit hesitant
but quickly found the taste to his liking.� Before long his little
head plunged into his food dish.� No matter what new food was added
he at least tried it.�� In fact pound for pound he ate better
than our larger parrots.�
From the beginning he owned my heart.�
He was a very special little fella.�� I would eagerly recommend
a tame parakeet for any child who is old enough to respect pets and is
contemplating a parrot.��� They are sweet amusing birds
well worth a place in your home and your heart.�
He was so content, loved to eat, chirped
before napping,� enjoyed preening before his nap so who would guess
he was ill?�
Jonathan became ill in March 2001 and
within a very short time he passed over to the Rainbow Bridge.�
I still call his name when talking
with the other parrots, but my granddaughter is quick to tell me their
correct name.� :-)� He may have only been here for a short time,
but he will never be forgotten or loved less.�
Please see his Memorial
page where you can also apply for his Beautiful
Site Award.�
