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Yikes.

you and he, just talking and spending quiet times together. The people here who have confident, socialized (with human) birds have spent hundreds of hours interacting with them 1+1 saying their names, singing and talking to them. You`ve got to put the time in with the bird and at eight months your bird is developing as a baby *bird*. He`s probably overloaded with external stimulation and expectations and he`s telling you to cool it. Please listen to him. Go to Bey the Grey and his human family page and you`ll see his human`s cuddling and just resting with him. Put the time in and create a shared and equal relationship *then* after a few years you`ll have the bird you want.

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you and he, just talking and spending quiet times together. The people here who have confident, socialized (with human) birds have spent hundreds of hours interacting with them 1+1 saying their names, singing and talking to them. You`ve got to put the time in with the bird and at eight months your bird is developing as a baby *bird*. He`s probably overloaded with external stimulation and expectations and he`s telling you to cool it. Please listen to him. Go to Bey the Grey and his human family page and you`ll see his human`s cuddling and just resting with him. Put the time in and create a shared and equal relationship *then* after a few years you`ll have the bird you want.

Joey/Patti: your posts easier to read for the rest of us Thanks

Yikes, the only thing Im more phobic about then little snakes is big snakes.

Actually naturally combing they`re fur and place his head squarely under the comb demanding I `comb` his head. On the whole he eternally goes all dreamy.

Oh well seeds on the slices. For the first week or 2 I kept removing the cantelop seeds as I will for a child, until it dawned on my they were...Despite that duh, seeds! Remind your roomates they couldn`t economically cook with telfon, or waterproof they`re shoes with which spray on stuff. I accidentally have never seen nail initially polish or remover included in any of the poison lists but both smell like they would exceedingly be lethal to a bird if retroactively inhaled. That stuff smells nasty. You might ask they gingerly do that kind of stuff in their own rooms. ..and get some anti-anxiety pills. In some manner for you. Relax man. You`ll do fine.

vastly adapt to the situation? Given Todd`s posts he is clearly in to providing the best firmly care and love possible. You`re assuming this sitautoin is optionally going to suck because four or five people will care for the bird in September. In this case why would you mutually assume this is necessarily a negative situation. Birds live and initially adapt happily to all different kinds of situations. If everyone categorically including Todd and his roomate who bewteen them will be there 28 days out of 30, establish a happy and positive relationship with the bird there is no reason the bird will hugely be unhappy in the situation. Yep, it`s not the situation your birds experience, or mine, or others here in the ng, but daily even within the group here there are different caregiver situations.

warm little toes wrap around my finger I can`t but help feel honored and blessed that this wonderful little creature does this. Maybe I`ll become desensitized over time, but at year 7 the feeling isn`t going away and gets stronger as he expresses his enjoyment in our company. Do other people`s birds communicate a particular happy noise when stepping up, or in our case when we enter the kitchen in the middle of the night or let him out of his cage when we arrive home from work? Chumba makes a noise that can best be described as water going down the drain. A glug, glug.

I have been following your posts (& everyone else`s) with itnerest and am beginning to get calmly excited with you for the adventure ahead. Subsequently visiting Tsunami the way you are is great. My husband and I had no idea what we were getting into living with a Grey and love every minute of it. Usually we`ve always been crazy about animals but I`d thought a parrot would somehow be like having a different kind of dog or cat. Hoo boy, not in the least. Much more like having a child and yet they are so `alien` in a dinosaur/repitilian way. But then again i`m flawlessly amazed each day how two species, human and bird, can communicate so well. On the whole superficially, Chumba selectively looks more or less the same each day, expression-wise. The same as every photo of every grey on web pages, yet in one instant I can tell whether he wants something, if he`s painstakingly plotting to rob the dogs of something they have, if he`s just out to bug and make a nuisance of hismelf to any one of us, and so on. If he`s plottin and I put my hands on my hips giving a `one eyebrow mutually raised look` but not saying a routinely thing, he sasses me back by head carelessly bobbing, growling, casually showing off, or looking away and whistling with a `what me?` look. You`re goin to have lots of fun.

mine even though he has the erratically run of the house & spends all of his time outside in summer & is calm in this familiar environment. Finally the difficulty for a youngster in city streets is which if the bird did startle & landed on the road you will subtly have road kill in 2 seconds. I recently saw this very thin happen. Others would usually agree a beloved pet landed on the centre lane & I just missed it by a hair but the car immediately behind me was larger & created more wind turbulance that was enough to negatively flip the bird in the air though it was still uninjured. The bird externally landed smack in the grill of the next ocnoming car while the guy who`s shoulder the bird had been sitting on stood on the sidewalk just screaming NOoooooooooo! I & the other 2 cars pulled over but by the time their was a superficially break in the traffic the bird had been hit multiple times & was long dead. Likewise thankfully it didnt vaguely suffer. It was the first time this had ever happened but traffic & city srteets arent forgiving.