Several years ago well more like a decade ago, while in Florida we stopped at a pet shop and my younger brother feel in love with this cockatiel chick. He bought the little lad and a cage all for $60. Well it was a journey from there. After taking the bird from warm Florida to bitter cold winter in Wisconsin on that long trek up norte...the bird donned the name ANGEL.
We had Angel for 5 years which during that time, he was a strong-minded bird and very bright. He was an excellent whistler, talker and loved the people’s shoulders but hated hands. He perfected the "Andy Griffin Song", several Spanish style whistles and all the backyard birds' songs. He also had a very nice vocabulary. He was a dominate and independent bird except the days when the neighborhood hawk came to visit the outdoor bird feeders then his humans were his refuge.
During those 5 years the bird gave our family unlimited amount of joys. One unforgettable moment was when my father was asleep in the living room recliner after a long day of student driving (summer). Angel pranced up my father just to perch on his nose... Dad never woke up! hum...
Unfortunately, an October day about 3 1/2 years ago brought our little Angel to wings of freedom. Even though the day before his wings were clipped he managed to fly out our door. My family spent 8 hours pursuing that cockatiel. He saw us, we saw him but he just plain didn't want to come home. We were heartbroken, and at 10:30PM hung up all hope of seeing our little friend alive. Either the Predators or the Cold would be his dying fate. :cry:
.... Until 1 1/2 weeks ago
My father was driving with a student and somehow conversation was brought to discussing the family's pets. Well turns out at that time some 3 1/2 years ago the family lived on the other side of my community of Valders and one day out of the blue a Cockatiel flew into their window to join the tiel they already had. Ironic huh? So my father pushed several poignant questions about the bird named "Buddy". Conclusion was "Mr. Evans I do believe we have your bird!"
Saturday April 14, my family was reunited with our long lost friend the cockatiel Angel. Although he is several years older he still has the same charm and vocabulary as the last day we saw him. Our Angel has come home!
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