Acquired: Pet store
Posted Sep 30, 2015
One of my happy childhood memories is playing with my grandmother’s parakeet. She trained him to talk and he would respond to her questions. Mick also came out of his cage to play games with a matchbook, take a bath in the dishwater, and eat pineapple ice cream with my grandfather. He was a sweet and entertaining little guy.
I got two parakeets as a gift from my husband. He went to a small pet shop where the owner explained that they were a pair and sold us their cage, toys, and the entire set-up that they were used to. She explained that the birds can get very anxious with a change in home, but would be less likely if they stayed in their cage with each other. This also meant that they would not learn to talk, since solitary birds were more trainable. That was fine with me, since I had three young children and never intended to train the birds or let them out of the cage. Pip and Emma were also sweet; they sang happily all day, played with their toys, and often leaned across the perch to give each other kisses. Many times during a phone call, a person would remark that the bird song in the background was charming.