Everybody's stories are so sad and/or amazing there are so many great people on this site!

I had wanted a grey all my life ever since seeing Dr. Pepperburgs work with Alex (now after reasearching greys and watching some of the video's of Alex I have begun to slightly resent how stressed all the work Alex did throughout his life made him) I had never been alowed birds growing up (too noisey and messy according to my parents) When I met my hubby I knew I had met my soulmate a bird lover

We first rescued Charlie our cockatiel from his mother's. Charlie (origionally Cody but we changed his name to Charlie because he bites

"Charlie bit me" lol) had belonged to his brother who at 17 was not interested in caring for animals, and his mom had well simply forgot he was in the basement

The poo in the cage was so high it was coming up the grate! Hubby and I cleaned the cage out and after several bites managed to clip his wings (we had a towel and gardening gloves and it still hurt!) we then tricked his mom into letting us take him home, and he has been doing quite well since then. He still doesn't like to be handled much but I can hold him now and even pet him occasionally he gets in a mood and you get nipped (he drew blood on hubby this afternoon after his bath, which he LOVES!) I love Charlie very much, but I wanted a baby parrot to bond with and play with, and because of the progress with charlie, hubby (who in the past had owned an umbrella cockatoo but had to find her a new home because of deployments) decided I was ready for a larger parrot and I instantly said I WANT A CAG! and the search began. We didn't have a thousand dollars to adopt and managed to find an affordable CAG from a breeder close by. I was a bit leary at first, but we went out to see her and it was love at first sight. She climed right up into my arms and snuggled with me the whole time we were there. Needless to say after some feeding training for formula (she's not fully weaned) and some paperwork signing I left with my new baby snuggled into my neck and covered with a blanket. Lucy and Charlie are still not quite getting along we have a bit of sibling rivalry, but occasionally Charlie will seranade Lucy with his repertoire (Wolf whistle, Kill Bill theme, Chocobo song, and his own mix we call the Charlie remix) All five of us (we have a dog name Rasta who LOVES Lucy because they have a game where she drops pellets for the dog and she runs to eat them) are now living happily ever after
