Telegraph Hill is a neighbourhood in San Francisco and I love to learn new areas to discover. Honestly I didn't think that movie will be about parrots. As everything about this city, most absurd thing showed up, there was wild parrot flock in San Francisco. No body know how they came here but they know from 1989. End of the documentary movie there was the rescue groups name "Micaboo". I checked it online and saw that they need foster homes desperately.
http://www.wildparrotsfilm.com/
Then one day we found a message on our phone. We suppose to join that class.
One Saturday we spend 3 hours at the class back of the small pet store. We learned a lot about parrot and bird care as we were total virgins.
Then another long period of wait for phone interview then home visit. Finally one day before my birth day birds arrived to our home. Alemany and Baker. Two conure cherry heads from SF flock. They name after SF streets.
First day they were just sitting a farthest corner of the cage. They didn't eat they didn't made any sound. Al had an injury. He broke his neck or back because of that he was in Mickaboo. I don't know the Baker`s story.
But Baker was more close to people. After a day. he begin to eat Charley's hand. Then he accept me too with same black berries.
Today, after a week Alemany start eating from my hand. His favorite is oranges. I start getting ebooks and today we came back from library with handful more books about parrots and training. We know this is just the beginning, because they capured our hearts. Now a week later, remember they made no sounds, now they let us know what they want by the sounds of their voices. When we put them to bed, and cover their cage, both start with soft voice "Hi" and continue until they fall asleep. They are like little kids trying to keep from going to bed. So much for now, check again later for update on the adventures of Al and Baker.
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