Pets With Personality – Parakeets


Stephanie’s Pets

Stephanie the parakeet on daughter Steph’s shoulder
I purchased Stephanie’s 1st Parakeet around April 9th, 2010 for a birthday present.  It is the one sitting on her shoulder as she got ready for Halloween. When we bought the bird, “Stephanie” (Stephanie the girl, named her) and brought her home she seemed very happy – and chatty; I read since then that a happy parakeet is a noisy Parakeet. Well, It wasn’t long, maybe a week, and the chatty bird was quiet, real quiet. The Parakeet, Stephanie, wouldn’t even fly out of her cage (she loved doing that the first several days) and I remarked to my daughter that there was something wrong with the bird. “Let me call the vet. okay Steph? Maybe s/he will be able to tell me what’s wrong.” Well I called 3 of them before connecting with one who cared for birds, however, her words disappointed me. “You can bring the bird in for a checkup and we will figure out why she isn’t chatting or (by this time she was no longer eating) eating. There are a few things I’d like to check.” “Okay” I replied, “How much?”

The vet’s reply really floored me, “$75.”

“And that’s just be to find out what the problem is? I think I’ll just keep my eye on her and if the problem gets worse, I’ll bring her into you, thanks.”

I bought an inexpensive book (less than $7) about Parakeets (Parakeets for Dummies) at the pet store. Stephanie, my daughter who is a super fast and thorough reader found the answer quickly, “Dad, the bird just needs a mate!”

She did more reading and discovered that 2 females are very noisy and that it would be best to pair a male with a female.

The 2nd Parakeet

               Stephanie & Steve
My daughter and I went to the pet store to buy the companion bird for her Stephanie. She fixed her eyes on one right away. “Didn’t you tell me that it would be best to have a male and female? How do you know which that bird is?” “It’s a male Dad because the line across the top of its beak is blue and the female’s is beige or pink.” “Wow, you learned all about them with that little book, huh? Congratulations! Okay let’s get some…” “Dad can we get some toys?”

“I was just saying that we should get some food, litter, a mirror…and some toys, but only 2.”

We brought home, Stephanie’s companion and of course, Steph named him after me, Steve.

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What You’ll Need To Get Started…

The birds themselves are relatively inexpensive, usually less than $20. However, the birdcage, litter papers and bedding (you can just use newspaper for this part) and food and of course you will also buy some toys, which will bring your initial outlay to over $100 but the enjoyment received will be well worth the cost. That cost my friend is minimal when compared to the price of other types of pets.

I mentioned earlier that they had their own personalities well let me give an example: The female, Stephanie, is madly in love with herself it would seem. Wherever a mirror or reflection is visible she will be there. The male, Steve, does not care to view himself ever, but will sit staring at the female looking at herself. He seems afraid to do anything without her. What have your experiences been?

Steve Richie

Hi folks, Two lives in one lifetime. The first me, lived to age thirty-four. That Steve was overly confident and oozing with pride. Then, on a record heat-setting day (107º) here in the Twin Cities area of Minnesota and western Wisconsin, a one car near-fatal wreck left me in a two-month long coma. I emerged much as I was before minus certain physical capabilities, but my mind seemed mostly in tact. The crash and its effects did not change me (I emerged a happy individual) but the deeds perpetrated against me in the ensuing months from my wife of sixteen years scared and humbled me as I was dragged down with nothing left by my wife who now had guardianship over all of our accounts. And neither would she allow me to see our kids. She took everything out of, "Our" names and changed them to her name only; then would not allow me to our home and divorced me. I was angry, but no more. I spent half of 1988 and more than half of 1989 in hospitals, nursing homes and a three month stint at a head-injury rehab center where I was being taught how to re-enter society as this different person, that I didn't know. I was not able to return to my previous line of work, a self-employed decorator, you know, painting and paperhanging. It was a physical job which required much dexterity, finesse, and a good grasp of numbers. I returned to the beginning, school, but on a community college level. One of the instructor's liked my writing and I began focusing my attention on that. I attended classes at, "The Loft," A Place for Writers in Minneapolis. While there, a classmate of mine was having her friend from New York, a CBS executive, to her home for the holidays and asked me if she could do a critique on a couple chapters of a book I was writing, "A Day I'll Never Remember" and I obliged. When she returned to class the following Monday she told me that the exec wanted a ten-page synopsis of the book for a possible movie; I was excited. After obliging for that also, I never saw or heard from her or the guy from CBS. Next thing I knew I was watching a movie called, "Regarding Henry" starring Harrison Ford and the scenes of therapy were exactly like what I went through and had written about. Regarding Henry - could've been my story except that, "Henry" got his head injury from a gunshot and his wife stayed with him throughout the ordeal. Coincidence I'm sure, though, the therapy scenes entailed what I described in the book so I always wondered..... My hope, my dream is to bolster our income for my daughter and for myself. I am and have been raising this beautiful, talented little girl who was diagnosed with autism at age two, since 2006 singlehandedly. I divorced her mother the same year following complaints that I spent too much time with our daughter. However, Stephanie began school with no need for special education. She has been reading since age four and understanding what she'd read. Stephanie maintains straight "A's" on her report card, has published two books (through school) and has been selected as an, "Honors" student for seventh grade English. My ex moved to New York to be closer to her sister and has been remarried now for a number of years. Well, that's only a snippet of my sixty-one years and I would like to thank you for reading, thank you.

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