Today is Missy's first Birthday. Cockatiel or not, she's my baby. I always wanted one, as I've always wanted one of just about every species. But one day, I was shopping, I saw cute little Missy and convinced Mum. The next thing I knew, I was taking her home, and her little eye ball was peeking through a hole in the cardboard box, staring at me. She didn't have a name for 3 days, we just couldn't decide on one. Eventually we settled on Missy, short for Mistletoe- because we got her the same day we put up the Mistletoe. She has several middle names but the main one is Charlie- the nickname the people in the pet store gave her. The day after I got her, I realised that this was going to be nothing like having a budgie, as I was told. I'd had 14 budgies throughout my life and this was totally new. I was putting up the Christmas Tree and every single time I left the room, she would SCREAM. She still does this, but now only about 50% of the time! She really thinks she's a human. She wants to peck every shiny object, examine every guest who enters the house, sit in my plate and share all my food (which she is NOT allowed to do!), fall asleep in my lap, and sleep as close to my bed as possible. I think part of it is just her sweet personality, but it's probably also because of everything she's had to overcome. Before I got her, she broke her chest, and that took a long time to heal. She was also unable to fly, having had her wing clipped since before she learned. She had no balance or coordination and fell over all the time. Today, she is still clumsy at times, but she can fly, hang upside down, and jump around perfectly. We really did learn everything the hard way, but it was all worth it. I'd never want to be without her now.
The pictures are; Missy's first photo, Missy's first Christmas, and Missy with the Mistletoe!
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