I don't know how to step up on command and I have spent most of my life either in or on top of my cage. Sheri is teaching me to step-up like the other birds do and I am slowly learning. I get a sunflower seed if I do it right. So I am trying real hard.
Ollie. He is on the left and he is
much taller than me. His colors
are brighter cause he has spent a
lot of time in the sunshine and
under the Ott lights. My feathers
need a lot of work but my Mom is
giving me a spray bath every night and I have an Ott light now too.
to think of this new bird that looks like Ollie and and can roar like a ferocious lion.
playground with all my brothers.
This is a pretty big bird family.
From this side view of me you can see where I have started to pick
and bite my feathers. I am a very nervous bird. I can talk a lot
but I have not said very much so
far. Mostly just Hello's and Bye Bye's. I will talk some more when I feel more comfortable here.
Here is the link to Spike's Memorial
The necropsy results showed that Spike died from a lung hemmorhage and there was nothing I could have done to save him even if he arrived at the vet while he was still breathing. There is not a day that goes by that both Ollie and I do not miss him and think of him. He was such a joy to our household.