Kentuckienne
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- Oct 9, 2016
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- Roommates include Gus, Blue and gold macaw rescue and Coco, secondhand amazon
I am afraid to post this. I don't know who else would understand, though. I've been posting about our new rescue B&G, and the responses have been so helpful. This time the issue is me, not Gus. When I met my future husband he had an Amazon parrot. He was delightful for an Amazon - not evil, accepted me as part of the flock, but I was always last in the pecking order. Those of you who are spouses / partners of parrots may understand. Humans need love just as much as parrots, and it can be difficult to have a guard parrot keeping you at a distance from your person. I wasn't happy about it, but it was how it was, so I tried to make the bird's life as good as could be, researched food and care, did everything I could to help him recover from his chronic illness, but he did not survive.
It was a terrible time for us. Hubs went into deep grief and depression. I grieved, but I hadn't known him for as long, and he wasn't bonded to me, so there is no comparison. Now comes the future. I personally didn't want another parrot right away. We're at the age where we have the time and freedom to travel, and I am a rolling stone. I like to go off in the car for a there week trip through the western parks, or go car camping, or go for a weekend getaway, or stay overnight in town (it's an hour drive home from movies, party, etc.) and this doesn't go with parrot.
I never had children and never wanted to, and a parrot is like a permanent child. At least maybe the kids learn to drive and move out eventually, but a parrot is the rest of your life. I view it as a commitment of the highest order, a decision to be made soberly and gravely, much like the decision to have or adopt a child. Parrots are too intelligent and emotionally inflexible to discard when they become inconvenient. So I really, really didn't want to get another bird. Maybe foster. But my human really, really needs a bird. Can't bear the thought of fostering and letting go. I decided everyone needs what they need. If he needs a bird, he needs a bird. If I need to travel, I need to travel. He's willing to let me go off on my own, though he doesn't like it.
So now we have this new baby, this poor rescued B&G, and I am devoting hours of time learning how to make his life better, learning what he needs to eat, what he wants to chew, what he fears and what he likes, what he needs to be healthy and happy. I do love him. I love to scratch his little head, I love it when he sits on my lap like a blue chicken, I love it when he scrambles up to my shoulder to go walkabout. But I also want him to bond to hubs and he is. The sad thing is that I think part of the reason he chose this parrot is because he thought he would be good with both of us due to his gentle nature. But what he really wanted was another Amazon and he misses the energy and bluster. So I think down the road he might need to get one.
This is a long post and I hope not too rambling. I felt I should confess that I'm not the real parrot person. I feel enormous trepidation about taking on such a responsibility. I feel guilty about wanting to go off for a long trip. I feel guilty about not being willing to give up my passion for exploring, permanently, to care for a bird. At the same time I do love this little macaw, this misshapen little blue bundle of sweetnes, and I will be asking questions and bugging you all for advice in order to give him as much as I can. I figure maybe I'm not the best parront, but I will be the best parront spouse - step parront? That I can be. Is this enough? Is it ok for me to keep posting here? Maybe there should be a forum for the spouses/partners, because we have different issues and experiences, and because the happiness of the parrot may be dependent on the happiness of the spouse. It's challenging, to have to take on the responsibility and inconvenience of a parrot that hates you, or just tolerates you, or even displaces you. I'm very conflicted, and maybe that's how it should be. Important things should give us pause, maybe.
Thanks for letting me talk about this. I can't keep it inside. No need to flame me ...just keeping it 100.
It was a terrible time for us. Hubs went into deep grief and depression. I grieved, but I hadn't known him for as long, and he wasn't bonded to me, so there is no comparison. Now comes the future. I personally didn't want another parrot right away. We're at the age where we have the time and freedom to travel, and I am a rolling stone. I like to go off in the car for a there week trip through the western parks, or go car camping, or go for a weekend getaway, or stay overnight in town (it's an hour drive home from movies, party, etc.) and this doesn't go with parrot.
I never had children and never wanted to, and a parrot is like a permanent child. At least maybe the kids learn to drive and move out eventually, but a parrot is the rest of your life. I view it as a commitment of the highest order, a decision to be made soberly and gravely, much like the decision to have or adopt a child. Parrots are too intelligent and emotionally inflexible to discard when they become inconvenient. So I really, really didn't want to get another bird. Maybe foster. But my human really, really needs a bird. Can't bear the thought of fostering and letting go. I decided everyone needs what they need. If he needs a bird, he needs a bird. If I need to travel, I need to travel. He's willing to let me go off on my own, though he doesn't like it.
So now we have this new baby, this poor rescued B&G, and I am devoting hours of time learning how to make his life better, learning what he needs to eat, what he wants to chew, what he fears and what he likes, what he needs to be healthy and happy. I do love him. I love to scratch his little head, I love it when he sits on my lap like a blue chicken, I love it when he scrambles up to my shoulder to go walkabout. But I also want him to bond to hubs and he is. The sad thing is that I think part of the reason he chose this parrot is because he thought he would be good with both of us due to his gentle nature. But what he really wanted was another Amazon and he misses the energy and bluster. So I think down the road he might need to get one.
This is a long post and I hope not too rambling. I felt I should confess that I'm not the real parrot person. I feel enormous trepidation about taking on such a responsibility. I feel guilty about wanting to go off for a long trip. I feel guilty about not being willing to give up my passion for exploring, permanently, to care for a bird. At the same time I do love this little macaw, this misshapen little blue bundle of sweetnes, and I will be asking questions and bugging you all for advice in order to give him as much as I can. I figure maybe I'm not the best parront, but I will be the best parront spouse - step parront? That I can be. Is this enough? Is it ok for me to keep posting here? Maybe there should be a forum for the spouses/partners, because we have different issues and experiences, and because the happiness of the parrot may be dependent on the happiness of the spouse. It's challenging, to have to take on the responsibility and inconvenience of a parrot that hates you, or just tolerates you, or even displaces you. I'm very conflicted, and maybe that's how it should be. Important things should give us pause, maybe.
Thanks for letting me talk about this. I can't keep it inside. No need to flame me ...just keeping it 100.