I posted an add on craigslist in my home town this morning about Cooper, the Yellow Naped Amazon I had to part with when my husband moved us to Germany.
Had a dream about him last night that made me cry I missed him so much. I think it's because it's mother's day and I lost my mom in 2001 and he was her bird. She hadn't had him long and I finished raising him... but for some reason most of my emotion today is tied to the bird.
I mean, I miss him a lot all the time, it's not a recent development.
I'll just be tickled pink if someone responds that he's ok and they have him, I'll flip out completely if they say I can have him back.
I think it's also the baby dove's "fault" too. She's so... sweet and cute. Reminds me of feeding Cooper. I'm already tied up into this little dove and I've only had her 3 days now. She's getting stronger and growing nicely, feathers are peaking out of their casings now. Big healthy poops, she acts so content.
Not at all like the lethargic and fearful ones I remember trying to raise 10 years ago.
The parrot formula is working fantastically, the incubator is doing it's job and holding steady at 84 degrees. I was worried it wouldn't be able to do that since really it's supposed to be used at 99 or so for eggs.
The little Dove is just reminding me of Cooper, and it's like an open sore that I've had for 5 years now since I parted with him. She just sits there with her giant belly sticking out after a feeding, looking pleased with herself, peeping at me, and trying to wiggle closer to me from her towel. She's not as "detached" as other wild babies I've raised, who demand food and nothing else from you.
I dont have much hope that I'll find Cooper... but I had to try!
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