I’ve always loved parakeets, although I’ve never had one. But most of them, when they talk, sound like a radio program in a foreign language.
Bobby Bird, who lived across the street from my family, used to go bonkers over small hand mirrors. He could keep it up for hours, berating his reflection.
They are beautiful and endearing little creatures. I had one, years ago, and miss the lovely source of the chattering. Another gift from our Maker.
Yes. My paternal grandparents had several tropical birds, and they were fascinating.