I am a parrot, I cluck I squawk.
I have a will of my own.
And I do not always  talk.
I eat like a piggy, throwing  food all about.
In the wild that is what we do, so new plants will sprout.
Sometimes I am broody, sometimes I take a nip or two.
Sometimes I want to be alone, sometimes I want to be with  you.
I need a lot of interaction and exercise.
If  left in a dark, dirty cage, my spirit dies.
I might pluck, I might scream.
I belong in nature, though my habitats are being destroyed.
I am not a decoration, I am not a toy.
I could live a long life, many decades, too.
Please think very carefully and decide if parrot guardianship really is for you.
Or else from place to place I will go and never feel secure.
If  you take me home, please  be 10000% sure.
Karen Lyons Kalmenson
I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird, now in heaven and Magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings
