Cyndi and Boris
My name is Cyndi, and I am hopelessly in love with my African Grey Parrot, Boris.
I met him two and a half-years ago, at a bird faire in St. Petersburg Florida, where he was being sold as a "bappy" (baby bird.) It was love at first sight! There he was, in all his feathered glory, anxiously looking up at me, as if to say, "Please take me home." His pretty black eyes sparkled and my heart melted. I gently picked him up, and held him to my chest. He made a tiny little "mewling" sound and rested his little feathery head against my neck. I turned into butter...
I knew then and there that I must have him! I had to walk away to make sure I had my credit card with me, so I placed him back into his brooder. When I returned, he immediately started to cry and rock back and forth, looking directly into my eyes. I took him home with me, fed him his two feedings of baby bird food, and he and I bonded.
Two and a half years later, I still look into his pretty eyes, which are now a pretty shade of lemon-yellow, and I still see the love in his eyes. He's my best friend; always there when I am feeling blue, and his silly antics keep me laughing constantly. I love my Boris, and wouldn't trade him for the WORLD!