MARTY
It's been a couple of weeks since we lost Frankie. Marty is becoming an affectionate shoulder bird. In the morning he lets out a tiny squeak when he hears me making coffee so I uncover his cage and let him out.
He looks so lonely but needs time to wake up. He is a grump until he flies into my office to socialize. For the next hours he rubs his beak against the back of my head, rides along as I work around the house, takes naps snuggling my neck and occasionally takes a trip down my arm to throw things off of my desk. He is also attempting to talk.
He is all male but he seemed happy to live in Frankies shadow because she was so dominant. One thing about male birds they are fierce protectors. When she had eggs he was a true loyal warrior, don't try to touch her, the eggs or the cage. As a man I understand his loss.
I think he is adjusting better than we are.
