Hello everyone!
My name is Alya, 19 yo from Dubai.
So, I've always loved animals. As a kid, i used to watch Animal Planet while my cousins (we all lived in the same house- 10 kids, almost all the same age) played outside and whatever.
So, I loved animals and i had dogs and cats as 8pets, but they never really worked for me because there are a looot of people in my house, and they were not necessarily animal lovers themselves.
Soon, i just stopped thinking about animals and all my dreams of becoming a vet vanished. Last year was my first year as a university student, and i started with no ambitions or dreams.
One day while visiting my family in Abudhabi, i went with my grandmother and cousins to Al Mina, a port market area. As a kid i loved going there to see the animals, but when i went that time i was shocked at the bad living conditions of most animals. Later on i discovered that people have complained and slowly but surely those shops are being shut down or replaced.
Anyways, i was looking through the windows and saw 3 little baby birds. One was moving while the other two were still and looked dead but i am not sure.
I asked the shop owner and he told me they were perfectly healthy but he will sell them at a discount. Instead, i bought the healthy looking one for 200 AED, including baby food formula, which was all i had since i was not planning to buy anything.
I took the parrot home and searched all night long.
It was a baby IRN, and i had to feed him every 4 hours. The responsibility was not a burden, i actually loved it.
I knew nothing about parrots, but i learned, and each passing day made me love them even more. Soon, Kiwi started flying a bit. I always took him outside so that he can see the other birds, including a flock of IRNs.
One day, while that flock was on the neighbors' tree, Kiwi suddenly flew towards them. I was literally frozen in shock, and honestly i felt betrayed.
By that time he was almost fully weaned, but i was worried he will get hungry. Later on that same day, i went to where i always sit with him and called and he answered back from the tree behind the bench.
After that day he completely refused to go into the cage, so i just let him do what he wanted. I don't know if i did the right thing or not, but i went to that tree everyday to sit with him and feed him, until the day he didn't answer back.
I don't know if he is alive and flying with the flock or dead.
I felt empty after that and busied myself by studying. But this interest in parrots never died.
One day while using Instagram, i found a man who opened a pet store recently and he sold his parrots online. The most recent post was of a cute baby sun conure, he was importing 15 babies.
About 4 months later (it was suuch a long wait!) I finally had my new parrot.
By that time (2 months ago) i knew a lot more about parrots, and sun conures were perfect for me. For the first 2 weeks i just worked on bonding with him.
When i started trick training i was astonished at how smart these creatures are! The first trick i taught him (after clicker conditioning and target training) was 'spin'. It took less than 3 days for him to learn the trick, and it felt amazing.
At the beginning my family were asking me why i got this tiny bird and not a "real parrot like the big white ones or the colorful ones", but now they love Kiki almost as much as i do. And yes i do live with my family, we are very traditional and close, as a result.
The only thing that is less than perfect about having Kiki at home is the kids. Now we have 5 annoying little brats who scare Kiki by there sudden moves and loud voices. I think they annoy me more than they annoy little Kiki, I have become a bit possessive, but that's just my maternal instincts kicking in.
My family loved Kiki so much that it made my uncle want to buy a parrot for himself. He had an African Grey a couple of years ago, but he honestly did an awful job taking care of it. Cleaning the cage and feeding the parrot were done by a servant, and the parrot was alllways in the cage. The only interaction we had with it was through the bars, and i think it became a little bit crazy. In the end my brother accidentally opened the cage and the parrot flew away. My uncle actually cried! To be fair, he loved the bird, and although nobody else could safely get close to it, he could and it never bit him.
Anyways, he wants to get another one, and there is nothing i can do to stop him. God, the kids will make it go crazy! But i will help it as much as i can. I really love african greys, and the only reason i got a sun conure instead is because of my huge family, God bless them <3
Lol i have probably talked too much. I would've loved to share some pictures but the files are too large and i am too sleepy right now =D





