I've had bird since January 2015, I trained him to fly free - first in my office - then he'd explore my bedroom & fly downstairs at the last house, when he wanted company. Bird had a huge personality and would smack my guests on the head - if he liked you.. some it took months, others minutes before you'd be ducking as bird did his flyby'. Bird hated when I cried.. he'd fly in my bedroom & stare (glare at me) as if to say: Enough.. get up and keep going.
He'd call out! Sounding like a car alarm and chirp until I'd say- I hear you bird!.. or I'm right here bird, come see me... & he would. He's fly in my tiny studio & sit on my easel, desk lamp or his favourite spot - my tiny desk ROOR bong- lol (he love sitting on my bongs).
Storm & I were able to hold bird and snuggle him and he liked it. I'd kiss him on his beek and he'd peck me back - very gently & he could pinch, if he wanted to. Most amazing- Bird never flew away. I would go out and wander in the woods only to return (hours later) & notice ! I forgot to close the screen door when I left! My heart would beat faster until I saw him. Usually sitting on top of his cage looking at me again as if to say: Where the fcuk did you go?! I was worried. He also told me when the fire went out I guess sensitive to the heat from the chimney - he'd start chirping until I'd get up from my desk to see what all the comotion was about- until I noticed a pattern- It was time to throw a log on the fire. Ask Norm, he'll tell you - it's true.
I cried until I gave myself a headache and fell asleep. I'm still teary and can't help but notice the lack of chirping & singing.. it will take a bit. I knew it was coming tho.. I told Storm, when he was here: Birds not been himself lately.
He'd fly & land on the floor lately & that was not normal & he was not singing as much.
I read when I got bird, they usually live 5 - 15 years.. I wished I had the 15.
The one thing that helps me is: I LOVED BIRD & BIRD knew it.. fresh hemp daily (organic), fresh greens all year long! It was a given 'Birds salad'- always mixed greens - organic! He ate what ever I ate (mostly - only safe things) because he could fly & was a powerful flier he did not get obese. A slice of apple or pear daily, he loved sweet potato... so Bird was spoiled. No wonder he never flew away. I know I will miss him forever.. I do not think I can or will replace him.
I was grateful that I started this chicken painting "commotion in the coop" & decided to honour Bird, by NOT laying around feeling sad - paint.
Charles Schults, said not being able to create at all times, was for amatures.
Our gift is never gone. Learn to use it at all times & it will help you most through the most difficult times. Life has bad days and good days and really sad days...
God teaches us many lessons, for many reasons. What did I learn.
I was good to Bird & Bird loved me as much as I loved his tiny little self.
I was educated on how tiny Birds can love & care for us Humans... how many can say that?
Bird was a gift from God I was incredibly grateful to experience.
with TLC & THC