Maisy had her routine: She would run to my door, greet Mattie and then trot all over the house to make sure everything was there. Then she would stand in the middle of the living room and stare at me... Continue Reading →
Maisy was around when I got the news that I had gotten the column in "BIRD TALK" Magazine. I think we danced. At the time BT didn't know if it was going to be monthly or every other month, but... Continue Reading →
Maisy, Mattie and I were getting into the swing of things by now. When I got home from work, she pretty much expected to be picked up and was usually waiting in the living room for me. Maisy had already... Continue Reading →
At this point, I was taking Maisy as often as three days a week. She became an institution around the living room and made it a point to pick up and inhale all of the leftover parrot food the birds... Continue Reading →
Parrot Nation 