The Story of Chico - The Little Artist
About seven years ago I stopped at our local pet store
after work. A lady walked in wearing what looked like a necklace of four beautiful baby Lovebirds. All handfed
and very tame. I asked to hold one and immediately
fell in love.
I brought my sweet peachfaced baby home.His name is Chico.His feathers are beautiful. The color of his face
is tangerine,head and chest are chartreuse,turquoise on
his back, and different shades of greens on his wings.
I have found that birds watch every move we make.
When I open his bag of seed, he is inside it before
I know it. When he is out of his cage he flies to my shoulder. If I turn on the water, her hops down my arm and into my cupped hands.He fluffs his wings as the water
lightly flows over him.
Chico likes to hang out with Joey,my Cockateil. They
are good friends. Chico keeps Joey's crest nicely
preened.
Sometimes in the middle of the night, I hear Chico make
the sound of a rubber duck...is he dreaming?
When I walk into my room holding anything to read,
he can't wait to get out. He rattles the doors on his
dishes until I let him out. Immediately he goes to work
using is small beak as a saw to shred whatever I am
holding. Usually a good book, magazine, or important
papers.
