By Carrie J. Sidener, Foster for Phoenix Landing
It’s been a month since Simon moved in.
This is roughly the halfway point in our foster relationship to determine if this particular little green quaker parrot is a good fit in my home and if my home is a good fit for him. If everything works out, this relationship between us will become a permanent one.
Here are a few things I’ve learned about Simon in this short period of time, in no particular order:
1. I’ve given him the nickname “The Flying Alarm Clock.” He yells as he flies, in the same pattern and roughly the same tone as an alarm clock. Why? I have no idea, but he certainly can’t sneak up on you.
2. Put corn, carrots, peas and scrambled eggs in front of this boy, and he will tear it up. What he won’t touch are some of my personal favorites — just about any berries. He likes apples, but I don’t really care for them.
And he likes cold things. He’ll shake his head when the cold touches his tongue, but will reach for more.
3. Simon is a bird that hasn’t learned how to relax. When he is awake and away from his cage, he is perpetually trying to groom me as though he wants to make sure all my feathers are straight and looking good.
I hate to tell him my feathers — or rather my hair — is always out of place and no semblance of grooming will fix it.
Also, he has some weird obsession with my ears.
4. This little guy is very social, which has endeared him into the hearts of the friends and family who have met him thus far. He loves to have his head scratched and will head butt you if your focus lapses on those wonderful head scratches.
5. Simon has gained a particular attachment and affection for me. When his cage door is open, Simon becomes my little shadow. One morning last week, he ended up clutching my dress at the hip as I prepared his food and packed my lunch.
I managed to snag a photograph of him looking very much like a child clutched to my leg, begging me not to go to work.
6. Simon came to me with a fear of water and while there are a number of suggestions to combat this, I chose what I’m now calling the “Dance Party Method.”
In this method, I bring Simon into the bathroom and let him perch on the top of the shower door so he can watch as I take a shower. But here’s the thing — we have a dance party, and slowly Simon has allowed me to bring him into the shower with the water running. We still have to dance and sing and play, but as long as the energy remains high, he’s OK with it.
I’m a little concerned that I may bust a move a little too vigorously and end up falling in the shower, but so far so good.
7. Simon is a bobber. He will vigorously nod his head up and down to express his happiness or to ask me for something. It’s really adorable, and I’m considering teaching him to do this on command to somehow make it into a trick. Any suggestions?
Also, I’m pretty sure I can teach him to dance.
8. He loves to whistle. And he will use his skills to challenge people to a game of Simon Says. Most of the time he wins, but he’s never beaten me.
That’s because I can’t play. I never learned how to whistle.
9. So far, Simon has been a man of few words. The only thing I’ve managed to decipher from him is “Step Up.”
Maybe he’ll say more or maybe he won’t. I don’t really care. He’s a pretty great companion, just as he is.
First published on May 9, 2017 in Lynchburg, VA by The News & Advance