I made a couple posts before this but should have introduced myself first. Sorry. I’m a new parent to a pet bird, a female (tested) cinnamon green cheek Conure. My first bird as a pet.
Each month, I worked away from home for two weeks at a time and then had two weeks off work. My wife has a care-giver personality; while I was away working, she felt depressed, with nobody to take care of at home. She knew I wanted a bird as a pet but the pet bird benefited her more than myself. When we went to the pet store looking for a cockatiel, we could not find any at the time. What I did see, in a plexiglass cage, was a 3 month old cinnamon green cheek conure, which bobbed her head up and down non-stop upon seeing me. As I walked around the outside of this cage, the conure followed me, bobbing her head. I confess: we are examples of those conure owners who bought a bird without knowing entirely what we were getting ourselves into. We did not know how much interaction this bird required. On the other hand, when we bought this bird and read The Conure Handbook, we were pleased to learn that this pet was not like a fish in bowl, requiring nothing but food and poop-cleaning services. We wanted interaction!
What made me want to have a bird for a pet? I had a friend a long time ago who was an animal lover more so than most people and amongst all creatures birds were his favorite. He rescued many injured birds from the wild, and had the pleasure of having a wide variety of birds as pets, including a hummingbird and a red-tailed hawk. Of them all, including cockatiels and cockatoos, he was especially fond of conures. I thought he said Condors and figured he was just pulling my leg (this followed a conversation in which he said he would love to have an Ostrich as a pet). He said conures were particularly affectionate and made wonderful companions. Not a condor: a conure. This conversation, from 20 years ago, I remembered when I noticed that the sign on the cage in front of me reading “green cheek conure” in the pet store. I asked the pet store worker if I could check out the conure and the bird walked right up my arm, onto my shoulder, and proceeded to clean the inside of my ears out for me, as if to thank me in advance for buying her, our conure, Orrin.
We have no regrets. But we have a lot to learn! And we’re glad we can learn from the experience right here on this forum.
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Each month, I worked away from home for two weeks at a time and then had two weeks off work. My wife has a care-giver personality; while I was away working, she felt depressed, with nobody to take care of at home. She knew I wanted a bird as a pet but the pet bird benefited her more than myself. When we went to the pet store looking for a cockatiel, we could not find any at the time. What I did see, in a plexiglass cage, was a 3 month old cinnamon green cheek conure, which bobbed her head up and down non-stop upon seeing me. As I walked around the outside of this cage, the conure followed me, bobbing her head. I confess: we are examples of those conure owners who bought a bird without knowing entirely what we were getting ourselves into. We did not know how much interaction this bird required. On the other hand, when we bought this bird and read The Conure Handbook, we were pleased to learn that this pet was not like a fish in bowl, requiring nothing but food and poop-cleaning services. We wanted interaction!
What made me want to have a bird for a pet? I had a friend a long time ago who was an animal lover more so than most people and amongst all creatures birds were his favorite. He rescued many injured birds from the wild, and had the pleasure of having a wide variety of birds as pets, including a hummingbird and a red-tailed hawk. Of them all, including cockatiels and cockatoos, he was especially fond of conures. I thought he said Condors and figured he was just pulling my leg (this followed a conversation in which he said he would love to have an Ostrich as a pet). He said conures were particularly affectionate and made wonderful companions. Not a condor: a conure. This conversation, from 20 years ago, I remembered when I noticed that the sign on the cage in front of me reading “green cheek conure” in the pet store. I asked the pet store worker if I could check out the conure and the bird walked right up my arm, onto my shoulder, and proceeded to clean the inside of my ears out for me, as if to thank me in advance for buying her, our conure, Orrin.
We have no regrets. But we have a lot to learn! And we’re glad we can learn from the experience right here on this forum.
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