I adopted "Budwiser" 4 years ago. He was a scrawny quaker parot, missing many feathers and needed a friend. Me, an animal lover took him with open arms. He got a brand new cage, lots of toys, and a new name, "Buddy". He wasn't that friendly, bit me many times before putting his trust in me. I nursed him back to being the the beautiful bird I knew he could be. His attitude was horrible, he didn't like anyone, but me. He was loud and made a mess, he liked walking (which reminded me of a grumpy old man) on top of his cage which was set up in my kitchen. He loved walking on the countertop to be close to me while I washed dishes. He ate everything but loved seafood the most. He talked alittle when he was in the mood. I loved him even though everyone thought he was mean and hateful, they didn't understand him like I did. He was also a great escape artist. Buddy knew how to get out of his cage and sometimes locked himself out. He enjoyed being outside, liked to hear the other birds. I would tie his gates down so he would not get out, yesterday he did. My husband and I searched every yard and could not find him. I miss Buddy so much and wasn't there to save him. I love and miss you my sweet Buddy. Everyone knows now how much. Give me kisses my sweet little baby. Mama loves you and I will always keep you in my heart.