If it read a similar story on the Internet, for nothing I would have thought that this could actually happen. But I had to believe. To the inheritance from the left-hand aunt we got the Korörla Zephyr. The relative emigrated to Italy and could not take a bird with him. She was actually like a marshmallow. Snow-white carcass, and the Khokholok - gently yellow.
I had no experience in the care of Pernate. At home, there are always cats only lived. But not throwing an unhappy creature. He and so all intimidated was with a spontaneous flip. Transferring the marshmallow to himself. Recently divorced, and it was not necessary to ask anyone even. I thought that just distracted by little and sad thoughts.
With the marshmallow, we began to live together. Of course, there were surprises in the form of a scattered feed, feathers and natural mud everywhere, where the parrot was sat down. But I did not limit his movement around the apartment. It was a pity to the bird. Only on the kitchen did not allow security reasons. He and so once almost pleased the plate with the soup when I decided to have lunch in the living room. So it is better to stay away from the stove and the kettle.
And last summer there was a funny case. Although, this he now seems funny, and then I almost went crazy. I come home in the evening and see that the marshmallow lies on the floor of the cell. Well, I think, all. The end. He took a parrot in his hands, and he moved slightly. I called a neighbor, who always had birds at home lived.
She went home to us, and the marshmallow was once overwhelmed and tried to stand up on the paws. But they did not always have to keep them. Listen, he is like drunk, "says the neighbor. How drunk? I have no open bottles with alcohol, and the marshmallow was locked in a cage.
Marshmallow immediately climbed to look at the delicacy. He loves her apples very much. Gave him a few pieces. The parrot one immediately ate, and others hid in a cage. For several days I slept with apples - then the compotes twisted, then the cake of the bake. Particularly not paid attention to the marshfish. And he himself knocked in the cage and did not make much noisy.
And then I went into the room, and the bird again lies without movement. Here I am alarmed. Maybe some kind of bird disease is there, and these are symptoms. Gathered to drive to the vet, and here the sister came to the guests. I tell her about the marshmallow, and she approaches the cage, considering something and how to laugh. Yes, you have a parrot-alcoholic, "says. And shows a bowl with water.
It turned out, the marshmallow did not miss alone at all. He hid a piece of apple, then taper chewed them and spit into a bowl with water. A few days later, the most real braver was obtained. A satisfied parrot was rummed and thrown. Already later I learned that not alone collided with such. In the forums, many have nailed about their drunken feathered peasants.
Now the marshmallow gets a strict one small piece of apple. That's just a parrot-alcoholic I lacked.
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