He was very young when I came across him, he is my “official” first chosen bird. Or maybe he chose me.

When I came in, he started to greet me and cuddled right away. Then he quietly lay down on a table as if asleep. I felt we were very connected, but my mind was unsure whether or not to bind myself with responsibility.

I asked him half jokingly: “Are you ready to go home?” And to everyone's surprise, amid the talk of humans, birds, dogs and pets of all kind, the sleeping baby bird stood up and walked straight toward me among the crowd, stepped on my hand, laid his head on my bosom, looked at me lovingly and knowingly in a definite “Yes” in front of everyone.

One fine afternoon, I walked into a pet shop with Mirabeau on my shoulder, looking for a “play tree” and some new toys for him.

… The sales woman asked me if I take my bird everywhere I go….

She commented what a lucky bird he is, then asked me whether I wanted to adopt her macaw blue and gold. …I wanted to know why. She explained the lack of time and attention for him. Hence he's showing sign of stress; plucking his feathers, looking unhappy and so on… And she saw me take so much care for Mirabeau, thinking he'll be better with me.

So I drove to her home, paid the price, got the sales paper, and took him with me. I felt so sorry for Sunny that no one asked his opinion and nor considered his feeling.

For the next two weeks, he was in bad shape, crying a lot, didn't want to eat much. At the time I already bought a big cage for Sunny (renamed thus to cheer up his life, cut off connection with the sad past). But I thought maybe his small old cage would be more familiar to him and make him feel more at home.

So I sent my assistant to go pick up that old, narrow rusty cage, hoping to make Sunny feel better, it didn't. He kept screaming, crying for “Dad, Dad.” Obviously that's what he learnt to call the ex male “owner” who took more care of him than his wife -- I still want to cry now, thinking of what he must have gone through!

 

…Birds would teach you about their world, their loyalty, their emotional needs, sensitivity and about love. They are so beautiful inside and outside.

They deserve love, TLC and respect, and show appreciation if you care – I have never regretted having brought any of my birds home. They give unconditional love, adorn my face with smiles and brighten my daily coexistence with the world.

When we first encountered each other, they jumped right onto my hands, then perched each on one side of my shoulder – stayed on. That's how they got “carried” into my house.

They love to perch on shoulder, transported free around or on the back of the sofa, watching TV!

And they love to groom me. Preening my hair, one side each, diligently! Oh, I love them so. I could cry, thinking of their “Little Big” love.

Whenever they hear my voice, no matter at what hour, from anywhere, they chirp very loud, calling me and rushing to greet me excitedly upon my entering. One cannot but feel their love written all over their tiny bodies and springing feet, with loud, high notes of welcoming and joy of reunion.

Oh, I love you so! If humans could love each other that much, peace and happiness can be ours forever.

Luvy, so named for his soft, tender loving nature.

He is so totally into you, that he makes you feel that you are the only person in his entire life's focus. He talks clearly and sweetly, with a throatal low voice that's so cute.

Though he loves Brighty so much, I'm still the priority; he shows it well! He never complains, always bears a bright, happy and positive attitude, so he helped Brighty recover from her depression, and cheers my day. Just his devotional love is even enough for anyone to feel warmed up and happy.

He came from a high level of consciousness. He brought with him this loving unconditional gift into the human world. We are lucky to have our planet populated with these special of special beings who brighten our world with their beauty and true love.

 

Kadula is a beautiful scarlet. So affectionate and sensitive and loyal. I love this girl so much for her heart as much as her beauty.

She is another case of depression through sudden separation! She was together with a male scarlet, then he was sold. Leaving her alone and sad.

But she was trying to adjust while in my house. Then she recovered and showed signs of happiness.

When she first came into my car to go home, she seemed to pick herself up and sing “la la la la” all the way home.

But still, it takes long time for her to be her normal happy self.

I wish we could all understand others like birds, and treat them as we would ourselves… They are so sensitive in their emotional relationships, and in the atmosphere they are surrounded with.

Their companion and friends mean a lot to them, sometimes as life itself, their loyalty is so incredible! They suffer loss and sorrow much like we do.

All who have birds should consider their feeling and have respect for their dignity and love.