Today my husband worked a 16 hour day. This is after working a 16 hour day the day before. (Hug your local tow truck driver, they deserve it!) He came home and didn't say a word to anyone and I heated up his plate of food. He's diabetic and anyone who lives with a diabetic knows you leave them alone if they are tired and hungry! LOL I think I got a grunt of thanks and maybe a smile when I put the plate in front if him.
On normal days, Emmi bounces towards him on the back of the couch and waits for him to wash his hands and change his clothes before the big hello. Then he spends the next few hours with her before bedtime. My time with her is the few hours before this and we keep our morning schedule the same way. This has been our routine for two months now. Weekends and Fridays she gets way more attention of course!
But today he didn't come to her right away. He had to sit down and eat. Blood sugar was low-ish. He ate slow too because he was dead tired.
Emmi on the other hand was pacing the whole couch. She bobbed her head. She said "Pretty bird!" over and over. We think that's her name for him. She twirled and jumped and waved, but he hardly noticed her. I tried to pick her up, but she didn't want me...she wanted HIM! Then she just sat there looking at him from the couch and stayed still for a long time just watching him. She looked so sad. So forgotten.
It really got me thinking about something my vet said on Emmi's first visit when I asked how much attention is too much attention. (I had read about parrots needing independent time while you are home, which I now don't agree with) "Give her the attention you know you can keep up for life so they can count on it." When she (the vet) said that, I thought...of course! I will always give her lots of attention! I'm just that kind of person! I have loved and given forever homes and daily love and attention to animals I've had in the past. But that's not so for everyone who gets a pet and my vet sees more first time bird owners that will never return to her. They will call her later to ask about how to handle behavior issues...then nothing. She never hears from them again.
Imagine Emmi going to a different home where she's cute and does funny things and even learns to talk. The kids and the parents love her and show her off to friends and family. Emmi gets love from the second everyone gets up in the morning, to when she goes to bed. She's a bird. Birds like her are never alone in the wild. This is normal to her.
But then slowly, that newness wears off. The kids come home from school and say a quick hello to Emmi and then go play video games or go outside to hang with friends. They may want to take her out once a week or so. Mom and dad come home from work and say a quick hello, give food and water, then go make dinner or finish work they have taken home from the office. No one pays attention to the bird hardly anymore. Life got in the way. Things just got "too busy."
Arguments happen about who has to take care of the bird. No one wants to touch the bird anymore because she bites and makes too much noise. She seems fearful when people come up to her cage because she is now used to being alone. Then one night, someone realizes the bird was a bad idea and posts an ad on craigslist. Emmi gets a new home and she sucks up the new attention only to have the newness wear off again with her new family. She's become a huge burden for the people who own her because they were not prepared to maintain the level of care and time that is needed.
I just can't imagine this happening to Emmi. It makes me sad just thinking about it. Yes, the newness has kind if worn off with my step kids to a point...but that's normal and expected. They are young. Even their friendships can be fleeting. This is why we don't buy the kids pets. It's unfair to expect them to commit to something for years when they are not ready. Animals are not a good way to teach responsibility. But Emmi has my husband and I. We won't fail her.
Human relationships always evolve. The same goes for our relationships with our pets. I don't have the same relationship with Emmi that I did when she first came here and it's only been two months. She was cute and cuddly and was never any trouble. She was EASY! Now she's a demanding little green thing who wants to explore and get into everything and costs a ton of money. She will get older and she won't be that cute baby bird anymore. But I love her more deeply as I get to know her. She's growing up and with that comes change. She's always surprising me with new bits of personality. I want to find new ways for her...not to keep her busy so I don't have to deal with her, but keep her exploring the world around her so she can be fulfilled. I know I will never find the final routine and diet and toys that will fit her 25 year life. I will always be evolving to give her what she needs to be happy and healthy.
Living with a parrot is not at all what most people think it might be like. It takes hours a day of your time and your love. It's like having a human infant that you can leave in a cage for short periods of time. When you get home, your bird must be with you. He or she will be as important as your children. The list of dangers, sickness, diet, and environment is much longer then any of the common pets and it takes hours to research. But the most important thing to consider is time.
I'm not hear to say if you can't do XYZ, then you should not own a bird! I'm here to say that I wish people would look at their situations and see if they are willing to change their life for a bird. There is nothing wrong with someone saying, this is not for me. Not everyone can do this. The best thing anyone can do is wait. Wait a year and research. The feeling of wanting a parrot may pass, which means it might pass around the same time the bird is acquired. We waited three years. I'm glad we did. Even so, we were not fully prepared. Just ready to take things on. We were ready to share our lives with a beautiful creature. We did not want a lonely parrot in a cage.
I saw a slight glimpse in Emmi's eye tonight that reminded me of all of this. Tonight could have been the start to the imaginary family that Emmi could have gone to live with, but it was not. I watched my husband put his plate in the sink and sit on the ground in front of the couch, a gesture that Emmi knows well. It's play time! She jumped over to him so fast that she fell on her face twice. Lol And she rubbed her whole body all over his hands and face. He scratched her little green cheeks and went to town with their rough and tumble play. They spent an hour together and when I went to put Emmi to bed, I came out to find my husband sound asleep on the couch. I told him to go to bed. He said zero words to me tonight! Zero! LOL I got a hug and a kiss goodnight, but that was it. I'm ok with that. He put his last bit of energy where it was needed tonight. I'm proud of him.
He knows how much Emmi needs his attention. He's dedicated to her needs (ours too!) and I don't need to ever remind him. He's sad when he has to work late and he does not get to see her because she has to go to bed, but he knows she needs to sleep at the right times and would be upset if I kept her up just for him. Yes, our life has changed drastically since getting Emmi, but she's not a burden. We happily clean her cage and cut up fresh foods. We happily talk about how we can better her life and how I should make the next batch of toys. We happily discuss how we should go about training her and teach the kids how to handle her. It's hard and time consuming work, but it seems easy and natural to us.
I guess I just wanted to write this (I'm sure it's been written a million times before) and give my own account on what it means to own a parrot or even a cat or dog! So many here already know exactly what I'm saying, but I see new people here and on other boards looking to get a parrot and have not thought much through. This is for them. I know there are millions of birds like Emmi in the world who count on humans to take care of their needs. I've often felt compassion for them, but it's never hit home so much as it did tonight for me.






