This is our 17-year-old CAG hen,
Ndhlovu.
We do African names for African birds. Silly, isn't it? When we got her, we had budgies and lovebirds, so she was BIG compared with the other fids. So we thought, "Hmmm… BIG? Grey? African?" So naturally, we called her
Elephant – in Zulu.

She's had it cushy all her life! The most traumatic thing ever to happen to her was "Whaddya mean I can't have some of your ice cream!?"
Now when I talk about giving fresh fruit, I do mean fresh! 
What happened to the ground…?
Ol' Nature Girl strikes again!Almost exactly one year ago, the flock doubled in size.
Induna came to live with us. (Induna is Zulu again and translates roughly as "King's Counsellor") This poor guy is wild-caught. He was sold out of the back of a Transit van for £100 to a family with young kids and no experience of keeping greys. The kids used to wind him up by banging on his cage. Naturally, he took to biting them whenever he could. So the parents started beating him – both with their fists and with a stick! When we found him, he was absolutley terrified of people. He also had some terrible nutritional deficiencies, so that, just a month after he came to live with us, a HUGE flake detached itself from the side of his beak. With the right diet, it's growing back nicely, though, and it is now strong and healthy again. He's still very nervous around people, terrified of sticks and still bites like mad. Induna's happiness and security are my mission in life! He has absolutely no reason at all to trust people or to like them. Progress is painfully slow with this poor guy, but we are making progress!
Induna, CQ's mission in life!
Oh well, there goes my lunch again! Induna is THE messiest eater you have ever met! 
Daddy, daddy! Look at the mess I made! 
I work in parrot rescue here in the UK. Just a month ago, I was asked to safe house an old grey lady before finding her a new home. This poor old girl has some serious history behind her. At some time in the distant past, her left leg was broken, so she has trouble getting around. She also has eye trouble – we're not 100% sure whether it's just a scar from an old injury or a cancerous growth. She is such a sweetie (if you can see past the biting!) that we have decided to foster her permanently! So, of course, she got a new African name:
Inenekazi, which means Old Lady in Zulu.

Inenekazi's eye problem makes it look like she's wearing mascara
Because she has a damaged foot and can't walk on a flat surface, we're putting ropes all around the house so that she can go wherever she wants!And here's one of the whole flock preening together:
Inenekazi on the left havin' a good ole scratch,
Ndhlovu high up in the middle and
Induna on the right, chewing his toenails.

Oh and then there's the Pocket Parrot.

Li'l
Keiko the Quaker has been with us for three months now. He came to us by way of goin' into Boot Camp with the Big Guys! He had a nasty habit of trying to kill off his partners.
"Have my my agent call Forshaw and tell him I'm available to pose for the Fourth Edition!" 