Acquired: Pet store
Posted Mar 10, 2014
Petey was a great bird. My family had other parakeets, but Petey was mine. We bought him at the pet store when I was around 13, and kept him in a small cage with another parakeet, Paige.
Parakeets tend to be very distinct individuals. Paige was bad-tempered, and would nip at your fingers if you reached in. She also bossed Petey around constantly. On the other hand, Petey was sweet. He learned how to step up on your fingers, and would nibble at you. The birds talked constantly, if not always pleasantly, and became a background noise for the house.
He never did learn to talk, despite our best efforts to teach him. But he was a clever bird and did some amazing tricks. If we had the water running in the sink, he would dip his head under to bathe. We let him fly relatively loose in the house, and although he never flew directly to his cage, he would climb inside if you carried him back. And, at Christmas, the model train would be set up around the tree, and he would ride one of the cars around and around.
I can't advocate that you should always let your birds fly free, however. We accidentally left the door open and he flew out one autumn day. And although we searched the neighborhood, he was nowhere to be found.
Petey was a great companion for me in middle and high school. He was a personable little bird and I was very fond of him.