I used to live in San Francisco. There is a very good bird store in Noe Valley. My quaker of twenty years had just died, so I was mourning him and getting some bird time, by visiting the store on the weekends. I went there every weekend for about a year, handling many parrots. When I picked up Brutus, CAG, i felt an instant connection and calm that I had not felt with the other parrots I had handled, so that was it for me. By that time we were living on the opposite coast, so I came out to SF and brought Brutus home on the plane in a travel carrier. I gave him beak rubs periodically to let him know it was okay. Bringing him home was life-changing and one of the best things we ever did.
Pancho, Panama Amazon, is a rehome. I visited him for many months at a bird store in San Diego. I brought him walnuts and talked to him. The story was he had been with a guy for 8 years who ditched him for a girlfriend who did not like birds - bad trade, I think. He sold Pancho to the bird store where he sat in a small dark cage in a windowless room under other cages, eating a primarily seed diet. He looked bad: dull ragged feathers, flaky beak and peeling feet, but he was very sweet. At our house, his transformation has been dramatic in both personality and appearance. He is gorgeous now (even if i do say so myself!) and SOOOO sweet. I really think that Pancho is a cute little girl. maybe someday we will find out with a DNA test.