-> I'm jealous, I wanna see the sky full of parrots, and HEAR them.
It really was a sight.... and not too long ago.... well twenty years
iosn't long is it?  Seems like yesterday almost.
-> Kinda scary down there, huh?  Maybe when we're all old and rich
Absolutely the most pathetic thing you've ever seen.  As rich as that
country is, for it's people to be so abjectly poor.....  Makes the
little that *I* have look like vast riches, which they can't understand
why THEY can't have....  But I also can't tolerate them just TAKING it.
 -> (yeah, right), we could arrange a tour; there's safety in
numbers, -> and Fran and I speak un poco espanol.  
After thirty years here I can cuss and count, find the Bano, and order a
beer...  Other than that I try to keep my mouth shut and listen real
hard.
-> Oh man, a blind Lilac Crown in love with a Great Dane.  Whatta story!
-> Romeo and Juliet in a cross-species kinda thing.  It would make a
-> great children's book, or movie, even.
Something I'd love to write.  'Cept I'm just sort of too close to the
situation and it's hard to type with your eyes all full of tears.
I am undoubtably the biggest old baby in the world where my Danes and my
other 'critters' are concerned.
I wish you could have seen that parrot kissing that old big snotty
dog-nose. He walked all over the house, just stomping along in that
determined Lilac Crown way, and every once in  while he'd ask "Cheerup?"
and if the dane heard him he'd thump that big old tail on the floor and
the parrot would tear out toward it. Upon arrival he'd go all around the
dog, testing to see where he was, and when he'd find the dog-face he'd
open his mouth and 'taste' dog breath (UGH!) and kiss him.  It was so
funny, but now I'm 'bout bawling remembering...
We worried at first that the dog might 'snap' at him, (He darn sure
didn't tolerate the Yellow Cheek flying down on him) but they both
seemed to know there was mutual trust, and often the LC would walk up a
Dane-leg and sit on his head.... asking "Cheerup?" ever so often.
-> Sounds like my DYH, Zigs, she's a riot, and VERY sweet and
-> mild-mannered.  I've heard stories about other DYHs that had rather
-> aggressive personalities, though.
I'm convinced that they're a product of their enviroment.  Good or bad.
I know of a pair of DYH's (Nest mates)  That were raised by a very loud
and aggressive man.  Guess what?  They're just like him.
-> Now you've got me wanting a Lilac Crown, BAD ELVIS!
I'm sorry Jan. I KNEW  I shouldn't get started on those little boogers.
Our first LC came to us with a serious respiratory infection and we knew
very little about amazons at the time but we persevered mightily.  REad
books, called vets long distance etc, until we got him sort of out of
the woods.  He was SO sweet.  I gave him an antibiotic injection every
day for three months, and he never objected.  That couldn't have been
much fun.  He got well enough to go outside during the summer, but when
it started to get cooler he got sick again, and this time we couldn't
save him.  The vet said his lungs were just too scarred for him to
maintain oxygen.  Since I have emphesyma I know how he felt.
Within three weeks I'd bought the Yellow Cheek and we were 'parroted'
again.  Then as soon as I got a chance I got ANOTHER LC.  They are sure
fine.
-> Yo tambien. Que lastima!
Muy triste....
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