I recently adopted an African Grey named Ace. Her "dad" passed away and no one could take on the labor intensive little grey girl. She came to me with a barren cage, no toys to speak of, one perch, and a fear of anything new. I'm up for the challenge.
Already I've discovered her sweet little voice telling me "You're okay." and playfully sending out a "koo koo". Today we made progress (baby steps) and she came out of her cage. I did my song and dance and misted all the parrots in the room with the water bottle. She wasn't too sure about that but she allowed me to get her wet. Her feather condition is atrocious as she has plucked her tummy and legs bald. I look forward to helping her enter a world of play and delight. This will take patience.
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