Acquired: Breeder (non-professional, hobby breeder)
0216, South Africa
Posted Apr 02, 2015
All my budgies have been named Bob. I have no idea why "Bob"- perhaps it was a good idea at the time, but I can't be quite sure. In any event, I have also never owned more than one Bob at any given time, because how can anyone keep something so perky, so quirky, so intelligent, and so very Charlie Chaplin-ish caged?
My budgies have always had the run of the house, and not a single Bob has ever failed to intimidate the cats. Maybe the cats recognise, and respect the sheer courage (or stupidity), of a budgie in the face of their skill as killers, that makes them forgive Bob the affront of having their whiskers or tails pulled, but I have yet to lose a Bob to one of my cats. I have seen my cats flee for their lives with a screeching Bob hanging onto an ear or a tail, and I have seen my cats hide from a Bob under beds, chairs, and on ocasion, on top of the fridge, but I have yet to see a Bob that took a cat seriously.
Nonetheless, budgies make perfect companions because they are loyal, friendly, and don't take up much space, and based on my experience with more than a dozen budgies, I will never be without one if I can help it. I just love their clown-ish ways, and the way they can mutter to themselves on deep and greatly vexing matters, as if by the time when they they have decided the issue, or arrived at a conclusion, all will be right with the world; whether theirs, or mine is not important, but as long as there are Bobs in my world, all will be right with the world.