Acquired: Pet store
Posted Mar 20, 2014
My nan always kept budgies; she said they were better company than my granddad. Bingo, a particularly attractive budgie, vivid blue with black and white flecked wings, was bought on the proceedings of her winnings down the local bingo hall. Budgies are generally fairly easy to tame and he was no exception. In no time at all he would ride around perched on her front hair roller as she busied herself about the house. Even my granddad, a bit of an old curmudgeon, was not immune to Bingo's charms. This became especially true when the budgie was instrumental in him winning a lot of money on the gee-gees. Granddad had read an article about some man whose habit was to place the racing section of his newspaper in his bird's cage. Later he would check to see where the bird had pooped and if it was on a particular horse, he would place his bet accordingly. Granddad decided he might as well try the technique for himself. Bingo pooped on Desert Orchid. The year was 1989, the race was the Cheltenham Gold Cup . . . and Granddad got drunk for a week.
Over the years, I have kept a succession of budgies, and have always found them a complete delight. They're cheap, easy to care for, and clever enough to learn a limited number of tricks. They are ideal for people living in apartments or flats, who do not have much room. And, as my nan said, they're good company too, especially if you're married to a curmudgeon.