Panama amazons are a sub-species of the Yellow Crown, and our two are individual personalities, but still are very much alike.
They both make us laugh.
The Yellow Crown got here first - he arrived with a voice like a lady from northern New Jersey or Long Island, but has lost much of the Jersey accent since he has lived here. He laughs, sometimes like me, and sometimes like my mother (it was my husband who identified the difference between the two laughs). One night, he went back and forth between the two laughs (my mother was here) and got us laughing with him. By the time we were done, my stomach hurt and tears were streaming down my face. He also would "play back" my half of a phone call, after I hung up. He hasn't done that lately (the Grey & the Greenwing have apparently picked up that responsibility).
He is a happy, cheerful bird who plays hard and is a joy to have around.
The little Panama arrived with his big friend, a Greenwing macaw, and the two are partners-in-crime. The macaw takes the lead, and the Panama plays straight-man to the macaw's comedian. Kiwi, the Panama, chuckles & like your parrot, generally is the first to laugh at a joke. He also holds up his end of a conversation, saying, "Uh-huh . . . yeah . . . yeah . . . uh-huh . . . okay . . . little-little (which is his nickname for himself)" all in a sweet little voice. He does that no matter if I'm talking or if his greenwing buddy is talking. If I am working on something, I sometimes realize someone is looking over my shoulder and there he is, supervising me.
The two look very much alike, although the Yellow Crown is a couple inches bigger than the Panama, who feels like a little bit of nothing when he lands on my shoulder. [Then again, once a macaw has perched on your shoulder, everything else feels light!]
