Acquired: Breeder (non-professional, hobby breeder),
Posted Jun 09, 2015
When I got Jamie, I hadn't had much experience with birds. My grandmother always had a cockatiel in her house but they never seemed very friendly. I thought a blue parakeet might be friendlier.
My dad wanted to help so he built Jamie a bird playpen. He used the top of an old TV tray and glued little bird toys on to it that he had made out of pine. He made a couple of ladders, some spinning wheels and a perch with a mirror. Jamie love, love, loved his play pen. He always wanted to be taken out of his cage and put on the playpen. He climbed up and down his little ladders, he spun his little wheels and he stared endlessly at the blue bird in the mirror, making indecipherable sounds of love.
Unfortunately, he gave all of his love to his playpen and none to me. He had no interest whatsoever of perching on my finger or giving me a kiss. He also had no interest in learning to talk. He wanted only one thing and that was to run up and down his ladders and play with his toys.
After a couple of years, I gave up on him and gave him to my grandmother. She said she enjoyed watching him but said that birds that play do not talk. It's one or the other with them she said. To this day I do not know if that is true.