by Fridgewithwingss » Thu May 24, 2012 11:39 am
~Hey
I love this thread, one of my favourites! Thanks for starting this up.
On the emotions thing, I am not sure I am qualified to comment, not actually having a bird myself (But oh do I want a lovebird!) But I'm somewhere in the middle- I'm not sure they're capable of a vast range of emotions, but they do have the obvious ones- Happiness (When you give them a new toy!) and sadness (when you remove a favourite), and fear and anger. And, of course, the obvious one- Affection (Not technically an emotion, but what is it?) . I've heard it said (Here!) that birds only like you because you bring them food, but that is just not true. Some birds only like men, or only like one person, for no apparent reason, and without emotion how would they be able to make a decision like that? And, of course , all birds have different personalities, that must be indicative of SOME emotional response, right?
For the "Bird People" thing, I'm just going to give you my story. I'm allergic to just about all haired animals, including my own dog and cat, and also I expect Cockatiels. This, obviously, makes me not fond of those types of animals- How could I enjoy being in their company when I know it'll leave me wheezing and tight throated? But that is not the only reason I like, and seem to connect with birds better than any other animal. i think, personally, it is something in their eyes- So much brighter and more inquisitive than most other animals! And, of course, their personalities. There is nothing more fun than seeing a bird hanging upside-down from the top of it's cage, chirping at you. There is nothing more beautiful than a bird in flight. And there is nothing more amusing than watching a bird attack a new toy with a kind of vigour only parrots have! I'm not being mean to mammals, obviously, but they just don't do it for me.
I'm gonna end up with a story. A few weeks ago my cousin got a pair of Kakariki's. She invited me round, knowing full well about my lovebird ambitions. And, I can tell you, nothing- Not even getting my dog as a puppy before I knew he'd soon be off limits an I'd only get the bad bits like clearing up his poop, without the cuddling that my parents and sister enjoy- stirred my heart more than the first time I slowly put my arm out for that bird, and she stepped up without hesitation, looked at me with her head cocked to one side, then began to nibble at my bracelets. I can honestly say that it was the happiest I'd been in a long time. If I'd had any doubts about wanting a lovebird, the second that bird jumped onto my wrist every single one vanished.
No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings ~ William Blake
Poetry is like a bird-it ignores all frontiers ~ Yevgeny Yevtushenko