When I first contemplated getting another Grey, we were worried about the possibility that the Grey I got would eventually chose someone and be a one-person bird. I of course wanted that someone to be me. I mean that's all you read about Greys. My first Grey was not a one-person bird, but that was before Grey's invented the internets and put forth that silly little rumor about Greys.
Now a days, my Grey, Miss GreycieMae, spends most of her free time, the time not spent being the Sterling-Ranch aviary warden, sitting on Daddy's shoulder and working on Daddy's bike, Daddy's computer, Daddy's whatever he's doing.
I have two 'other' girls in my house, wife, daughter. I have noticed increasingly that as they walk by and I'm sitting in my chair, my Grey gets softly snatched off my shoulder and carried to wherever the girl see's fit to take my Grey.
This post was prompted by just such an occasion. I'm sitting here at my computer watching a video on how to solder a sensor battery back into a power control unit before I head back into the garage, and all of a sudden, my Grey is missing. Snatched and taken away, now singing happily in the shower with Mommy, and tossing hangers from the shower curtain rod.
I do believe I have a well adjusted Grey.