I have had birds of some type for most of my life. I have done a little bit of rescue and careful rehoming, and had several different species come and go. I've made mistakes and learned a lot and taught others a thing or two and learned how much I still don't know. My current flock has been with me for between twelve and twenty years. Time and birds, watch them fly!
Harlan is a CAG. I got him as a baby in the late summer of 1992 at one feeding a day and finished his weaning myself. Considering that I had up to that point never had anything bigger than a cockatiel and only had one "this is how you do it have fun goodbye!" lesson in hand-feeding before I was sent home with my new baby, it's a wonder he's as well adjusted as he is. Somehow we managed to not kill each other and he's such a fixture in my life that it's hard to remember when he wasn't in it.
The "baby" of the group at age twelve is Seraph, a bare-eyed cockatoo. In between are Tanith (CAG), Sagan (TAG), Shelby (RBC), and Joshua (Maximillian's pionus). They were all just-weaned babies when I got them (although Tanith did regress a bit from stress and I had to hand-feed her for a week until she settled in). They range in personality from pickle-bump mellow (Josh) to bat-guano neurotic (Shelby), and I love them all.
Looking forward to getting to know y'all.
