Okay, this is Pickles. He looks just like that photo I posted last week. He has all his feathers and looks fantastic.
He still retains the bad plucking habit he developed two years ago when I had to board him for a week. I didn't see him for five whole days and by the time I did, he had plucked his chest bald. Parrots sometimes do that when they go through a stressful situation. The poor thing thought I'd abandoned him and freaked out. So every now and again he'll pluck a little hole in his chest feathers. It sucks and I feel awful when he does it. At least now he's progressed to the point that he doesn't pluck them bald anymore, and he doesn't do it again right away once they're grown back. Yea, more fun with my digicam.
I'm all parrot happy right now, given that I will be getting a new little guy in the next month or so. I've been reading all I can about parrotlets. It's a very fun hobby and makes me so happy. I know, me and my pets.
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