We not only have rescued dogs and cats, but we have even rescued a bird, sort of. Kilo is about 40 years old now (large birds can live as long as humans). My sister and brother-in-law were taking care of him for about a year. He used to belong to a couple who were unable to care for him anymore. The husband was in a motorcycle accident and the wife had all she could do to take care of him.
Well, my sister already has quite a few birds and since we used to raise them she asked us if we would like him. My husband had been wanting a big bird (no not Sesame Street kind, LOL!) for a long time. Anyway we have had him for about 3 years now and he fits right in with all the animals. He thinks he is a dog. He runs after my daughters friends nipping at their heels.
One of these things is not like the other.
He gets along great with the cats. Nobody, cat or dog, seems to bother him. They treat him just like one of the gang. You can tell by the casual poses on the cats that it does not phase them.
Here he is at the front window looking out at the world.
Of course dinner would not be complete without Kilo and his own bowl or plate of food.
Here he is at the dog's bowl eating the dog food.
As you can see life with Kilo is amusing to say the least. One of the phrases he says quite often is, "Go get Bob." We don't know who Bob is, might have been a previous owner. Well about a year after we got Kilo, I got two parakeets, a male and a female, and you guessed it, I had to name the male bird "Bob." Couldn't resist it. So now we CAN go get Bob.
