Elvis...

As I sit down to write this post, I am not even sure where to begin or what to say.... Last night, when I got home from dinner, I found my Hahn's Macaw, Elvis, lying dead on the floor of his cage. I still think I am in shock over it. Elvis was the second bird I ever owned. My ex- boyfriend Steve and I bought him from a bird show in Atlanta in September of 1993. He was still being hand fed once or twice a day when we got him... It was so funny to watch his little head bob up and down at feeding time. Ringo (our first bird) immediately hated him, of course. And so began a lifelong feud... Those two used to fight so much! It was funny at times, not so funny at others--- their fights always seemed to end in someone bleeding. Often that someone was me... Sticking your hand between two fighting parrots to break up a fight is not fun... I still carry some of those scars on my hands... :)





Elvis grew into a feisty little thing! Many of my friends can attest to that--- he would sit there looking so cute, lure them to try to pet him, and then he would attack! Hahahaha! There will never be another bird like the E-man. I will miss his kisses though. He would nibble on my lower lip and let me kiss his beak. He could be so cuddly... and his feathers smelled so good. I did not expect him to die. Not at all. He showed no signs of illness, although he had been eating a bit less lately. He still screamed and shook his foot (we called it flipping the bird) at you. He still said "nite nite" every night in his squawky little voice... I will miss that so much. He always answered me when I said "Nite nite, birds".


Elvis would have been 17 years old on July 3.... Turns out though that he was actually a she.... He laid his first and only egg at the age of 15 yrs !! That little guy was full of surprises!!

I will miss my little Elvis.... I love you buddy, and you will always be in my heart.

As I sit down to write this post, I am not even sure where to begin or what to say.... Last night, when I got home from dinner, I found my Hahn's Macaw, Elvis, lying dead on the floor of his cage. I still think I am in shock over it. Elvis was the second bird I ever owned. My ex- boyfriend Steve and I bought him from a bird show in Atlanta in September of 1993. He was still being hand fed once or twice a day when we got him... It was so funny to watch his little head bob up and down at feeding time. Ringo (our first bird) immediately hated him, of course. And so began a lifelong feud... Those two used to fight so much! It was funny at times, not so funny at others--- their fights always seemed to end in someone bleeding. Often that someone was me... Sticking your hand between two fighting parrots to break up a fight is not fun... I still carry some of those scars on my hands... :) Elvis grew into a feisty little thing! Many of my friends can attest to that--- he would sit there looking so cute, lure them to try to pet him, and then he would attack! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Hahahaha</span>! There will never be another bird like the E-man. I <span style="font-style: italic;">will</span> miss his kisses though. He would nibble on my lower lip and let me kiss his beak. He could be so cuddly... and his feathers smelled so good. I did not expect him to die. Not at all. He showed no signs of illness, although he had been eating a bit less lately. He still screamed and shook his foot (we called it flipping the bird) at you. He still said "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">nite</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">nite</span>" every night in his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">squawky</span> little voice... I will miss that <span style="font-style: italic;">so much</span>. He always answered me when I said "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Nite</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">nite</span>, birds". Elvis would have been 17 years old on July 3.... Turns out though that he was actually a she.... He laid his first and only egg at the age of 15 yrs !! That little guy was full of surprises!! I will miss my little Elvis.... I love you buddy, and you will always be in my heart.

Elvis
July 3, 1993 - March 14, 2010