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This is "SOOTY" my African Grey Parrot. I hatched the egg and hand-reared him from day one.
I helped my friend and incubated 3 parrot eggs for her. Sooty is one of those 3 baby parrots.
My friend gave me Sooty as a gift for saving her 3 baby parrots. She could not incubate eggs.

Love is such a lovely word
I just love the word, Love.

When my birds come to me
and stay on me even when
I move from room to room I feel
their deep pure love for me.

They love instinctively and
do not put any conditions or
demands, they just love me
totally unconditionally.

I cannot help loving them
and it hurts deeply to leave
my lovely birds from six
in the morning till night.

When they see me at night
the welcoming sounds are
overwhelming and happy
heartwarming sounds.

I eat with them and tell them
to forgive me for not being
there morning till night cause
work has to be done on time.

With their body language
they tell me silently
"You are here with us now
and we are happy again."

I smile and start playing,
knowing that they are now
happy and playing with me.
I love the way they love me.

Making the best of the
worst situation, without
holding any grudge or
ill feeling towards me.

Kris ~ Dreamweaver

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