I have a funny story, because whole my life I thought I'm not a bird person
The first bird, who absolutely stole my heart was Mango.
The poor bird was rescued from the place I was working at that time. He was in the smallest cage possible with only one toy and two containers: one for seeds and the other for water. He was screaming, singing and shaking his head up and down all the time. I didn't think twice about taking him home, but I had no idea what kind of parrot I took home and how to deal with that bird. I watched him closely and even without knowledge about birds I knew something was wrong with his beak. The parrot couldn't eat. Mango was making weird positions to reach container with his seeds...
Quickly Mango got his beak clipped, bigger cage and more toys. I learned some things from vets, and from Internet and I found out that Mango was male. He was afraid of humans, each time I was close he panicked. That didn't give me much choice, I made my decision that he absolutely needed another bird companion.
Now, I can't imagine living without birds and the more I read/watch/see in the pet stores, the more I would like to have another parrots, but life is life- maybe in the future
