You can see more of Chirpy on her facebook page, Chirpy the Crazy Parakeet.
You can see more of Ruko on his facebook page, Ruko the Photogenic Budgie here.
You can see more of Blu on her facebook page, here.
Hoopa has a facebook page. You can find more photos and (adorable) videos of Hoopa in action here.
You can see more photos (and videos, too) of Pip on his facebook page, here.
His favourite toy is his silver bell that he is often pictured with.
Popcorn is on facebook. You can see more photos and videos of him here.
These three are second generation cuties! Mom and Dad are Peri Blue and Oscar. The little family lives with Susan in North Carolina.
These three like to argue and boss each other and their parents. They are in the large flight cage and they are on the move all day long. Each bird left the nest box flying and are all 3 excellent flyers. Aussie was the last to come out of the box. It took Peri Blue and Oscar 3 days of screaming at her to finally get her to come out. They just came out knowing exactly what to do.
Now that they are all together they seem really happy. They eat lots of veggies, seeds, and pellets. They love bath time and visiting Pete the cockatiel – and driving him crazy. But I think he likes the attention. If I am spending too much time with their cage he will fly over for a visit (and get his feet bitten for his efforts.
You can see more photos (and videos) of Dexter (and Whisper) on his facebook page, here.
Meet Tweety!Tweety lives with Annette in Long Island, New York.I adopted Tweety in August 2015. He was about a year old. I went into my local parrot shop to buy food for my African Grey parrot and saw Tweety in a cage beside me. I immediately asked what the situation was with that Parakeet. I was told that someone had given him up because they had a cat and were worried. He told me that the bird talks. I held Tweety on my finger and immediately fell in love. He was also very tame. I asked to adopt him and gave a donation and took him home. I was given some information from the previous owner, like his birth month and year, some words and phrases that he says and what he liked to eat. Tweety was hatched in April 2014. He likes apples, bananas, eggs, yogurt, millet, and crackers. He’s learned many more words and phrases since then.He lives with 7 other birds and a cat named Snickers. He’s learned some of my other birds names like Kiki, Bloo, Sunny and Sadie. Here is a list of words and phrases he can say: What ya doing?, baby bird, Thank you! Beautiful bird, you’re so cute, cutie pie, Hi, how ya doing?, come here, cat, you’re so pretty, beautiful bird, gimme a kiss xoxo,Chubby bird, I love you, baby, Tweet, Tweety bird, chirpy chirpy, I’m sowee (without pronouncing the r) and some others I can’t think of off the top of my head. He also speaks a little Spanish (I guess from previous owner).His flock mates are Bloo (parrotlet), Kiki (Quaker parrot) rescued, Sadie (African grey) adopted, Lucky (Senegal parrot) rescued, Sunny (Parakeet) rescued, Yaro (dilute green cheek conure) and Froggy (turquoise green cheek conure). His favorite flock mates are Sunny and Bloo!To see more of Tweety on facebook, click here. Tweety is also on Instagram, here.Here’s a video of Tweety chattering away. His Youtube channel is here.
Meet Sondra’s budgies – Budgie Boy, Butter Bean and Bluebie. Here is their story:
I picked out these two at Petco. I named them Budgie Boy and Butter Bean.They were the best of friends. Where one would go, the other would follow.They lived happily together for several months. Then something bad happened. One day I clipped Butter Bean’s nails too short, and hurt her. She immediately became so afraid of me, that every time I came near the birds, she would savagely attack Budgie Boy and make him scream. It was awful. I feared she might really injure the little guy, and I didn’t know how to deal with her, as I felt so nervous and guilty. So I gave her to my good friend Joyce, a fantastic bird person. Budgie Boy was desolate.Although he had been attacked and hurt by her, he still adored Butter Bean and mourned and pined for her day after day. I could not console him – he wanted a bird friend. So I went and got Baby Bluebie. Budgie Boy was beside himself with joy. He ran right over to Bluebie, put his foot on him and claimed him as his Best Friend Forever.Happy months went by… Meanwhile, Butter Bean was thriving at Joyce’s house. She had become super tame, had the run of the house and socialized with every family member. But Joyce thought Butter Bean should have a life with other birds – so she gave her back to me, to see if she would get along with my two boys. Bingo! Roaring success!!!!! Buttern Bean had grown into a attractive, desirable Golden Princess, and the boys were absolutely smitten. For her part, she went right into season, although she never laid an egg (thank God). After that first time, The Princess never went into season again – for over six years, earning her the title of The Virgin Queen. This menage a trois worked out famously, for the most part. The boys were still BFFs and The Princess gave each of them special attention separately. It was extremely rare for them to fight amongst each other.A year ago almost to the day, The Good Lord reached down and took my little Golden Princess back with Him, to live forever in Heaven, with no more sickness and suffering.
In the last week of her time down here, weak as she was, she fought every step of the way – I have never seen such tenacity in the face of death – brought tears to my eyes daily, as I prayed she would be healed, one way or another. The Good Lord finally answered my prayers in His way and His time; I am eternally thankful, though I miss her as intensely as I loved her.
My boys are doing OK – During her last week, the two of them stayed together, quietly watching her from a short distance. In her sickness, she had barely acknowledged their approach, so they ended up staying close to each other, giving her space, faithfully and lovingly keeping vigil. I am so relieved and happy they have one another – Were it not for their deep bond, I believe my Budgie Boy would have been a total basket case; as it was, they were uncharacteristically quiet, and sticking together like glue – I am glad of that, as they have recovered their spirits since then, comforted by each other.