My first bird was a parakeet too. Only it didn't belong to me :confused:.........
About the time I moved out of my parents home, I purchased a parakeet for my mom. She loved that little bird and treasured it even more because it was a gift from me, the little part of me that I left behind. She named the little bird Harpo as he did not speak and was a relatively quiet little guy. However, it wasn't long before she had him talking up a storm! Such fond memories my mom has of little Harpo. No surprise, she is tickled at my new found interest in birds! It took me a while to figure it out...but by the look of things, I have contracted a serious case of MBS...and I undrstand there is no cure. :rolleyes: