First I would like to say Happy Anniversary Martha to you and your husband, it's a little late, but didn't read your e-mail till this morning. We also took in my mother-in-laws Parrot, a little while after we got married, they started traveling, so we were stuck with this Parrot. He could say a few things, but he could wolf whistle real good. He got my husband in trouble more than once, on Saturdays my husband would wash our car in the driveway, he would hang the parrot up in a tree (for fresh air), our home was right around the corner from a park, some girls came walking by and the Parrot started wolf whistling, the girls gave my husband a really dirty look !!! It happened more than once !!! Also we got feed for the Parrot at a Feed store, but if he smelled ground beef cooking he would squawk till he got some, he loved ground beef cooked, found out later my father-in-law, started him on this meat eating. He also would squawk if we didn't get up and take his cover off the cage, when he wanted. I like the Parrots flying over our house, more than owning a Parrot. I think they need to be with their own kind, I now think it's cruel to keep just one bird of any kind, they need friends just like we do !!!!! Have a great Saturday everyone. Sully in Sunny California In a message dated 2/14/2014 1:20:28 P.M. Pacific Standard Time, grandbanna@hughes.net writes: Happy Valentine's Day to you too, Sully. That was sweet of your husband to make you breakfast. Oh I'd hate for my husband to attempt to cook. Let's just say he's way too creative. :-) We got married 45 years ago today at 7:00 p.m. We were together all day decorating my parents' home where the wedding was held. He went home about an hour and a half before the ceremony to get dressed. I was concerned that he wouldn't make it back on time but he did. It misted rain all day and that night the fog was so bad we could barely see the road. My Mother-in-law had a parrot that could talk. Someone gave it to her after it was trained. They could no longer keep it. That bird was a mess. My husband picked at it. He would stick the cat's tail just close enough the bird would reach for it but couldn't get it. The bird would bite my husband though and then laugh. It sounded like a room full of people laughing. Every time my husband would come into the house the bird would say "where's that cat?" There was a knock on her door one day while she was in the bathroom. The bird said, "come on in" so when she got back to the living room, two men were sitting on her couch. She locked the door from then on. We love to travel too but haven't been anywhere the past three years since Daddy had to have constant care. Now Mother can't be left by herself. I don't know if we will get to travel any more or not but if we don't, that's okay too. Hope everyone has a good day. Martha