Harrison has taken over my heart. Being spoiled isn't quite the word I would use...don't laugh but I'm thinking along the lines of 'soul mate'..I never expected to fall head over heels for a bird. I have a connection with her that I've never had with a human or an animal. Now, I got her during a very trying time...my mother was sick and dying and did die a few months after we got Harrison. So, anyway, Harrison has all kinds of toys...homemade ones, store bought, internet creations, household doo-dads...boxes of stuff. Her favorite thing to do is chew on hexigon wood beads. She would do that for hours...ha. I, too, love spoiling my bird...I don't have any human children so my pets are my children. I worry, as you do, about what would happen to her if I died and left her behind. Who would take care of her the way I have? This is a good topic...I hope a lot of people post their "spoiling stories"...ha...
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hmy: I spend my evenings feeding, exercising, training and cleaning up after her and my B&G. You would think it would be become a pain, but I don't mind at all. Everyone thinks my husband and I are nuts but we enjoy these birds more than anything. They give so freely with their love and trust that how could you do anything else?
