I just got my first budgie (Biz) late August. However when I was a kid, my older brother had a green normal one. (Dirty Bird. My brother is very neat, and his wife bought him a baby parakeet and he would clean the cage and say incredulously... "You're a dirty bird." And Dirty Bird started saying "Dirty Bird." He would also say "hello," some whistles and so forth. He was a lot of fun. I enjoyed visiting him when I visited my brother.
My story is about how sometimes budgies find you, you don't find them. Last year I decided to be more ambitious with plants (herbs and such, etc.) It went just okay. Some plants made it, others did not.
This year, for the first time I planted some seeds in a southern-facing window. To my surprise... they grew and thrived; as did some of my other plants. (I don't really have a green thumb... hadn't had plants in years... was too busy with work, and overlooked that.) Anyhow... living in Manhattan... when plants started growing up from the dirt, I felt like a certified farmer.
When the flowers bloomed.... forget it! And here we are almost Nov. and they're still blooming. To my surprise.
Anyhow, I became more enthusiastic about plants and picked up a couple new ones at Lowe's. One day I was watering my plants and I looked down and my reaction was "Are you kidding me???" It was a small baby lizard. (a brown anole... you seem them down South a lot... in green and brown.) Fortunately in a NY high rise I've been spared NYC pests... ... this was a real first. Not what we expect to see. He must've hitched a ride in one of the houseplants I bought. I tried to catch him but he was way too fast. Then he ran away and I was like "ugh... there's a lizard loose in my apt." But he kept returning to the same plant, the same leaf, day after day to sit in the sun. I continued to try to catch him to no avail. Finally I was like... "Ok... if you're just going to hang out in the plants here in the window, you can stay. Ok, fine." I named him Jerome. I thought Jerome looked thin and since he had made it this far.... I didn't want him to starve.
So I went to a pet store a few blocks away that I had never entered before (didn't even know it was there); to see if they had any "lizard food." No. [ Well, they had crickets and worms, which were no way coming into my apartment, and also were too big for Jerome. ]
I didn't find any lizard food... but I did find the bird room.... and while looking at all the birds, decided I was going to buy a parakeet (budgie). Just on impulse. I had always wanted one growing up, but my mother didn't let me have one because we had a cat. [ However I did have a pet duck when I was in 3rd grade, during a cat-free hiatus in our house. Fluffy lived in the backyard one Summer and we took her to a farm in the Fall. She was one of two ducks hatched as a class project in my school. ]
So I saw all the budgies and I decided I had to have one. And so here we are.
I brought Biz home.... and then started to figure out what to do. [ Which, I don't recommend... and I wouldn't repeat it or advise anyone else do that... but more on that in a moment.... ]
And then we began on our little journey. Jerome actually disappeared the next day and never came back.
Not the best way to purchase a budgie (on impulse as I did)... but I realized this week (as I was thinking to myself that I kind of did it all backwards).... I realized that had I researched everything upfront.... I never would have done it... [ I would have overthought it, worried about it, took forever trying to find the exact "right one," been too anxious about the potentially illnesses, wouldn't have been able to find a cage I liked... etc. & so forth....] In a nutshell... I would have talked myself out of it. It never would have happened. ... And I might have given up when I couldn't find a breeder in NY. [There seem to be none.]
Anyhow... so I think.... sometimes...... the bird finds you. Biz caught my eye.... & was very friendly and curious compared to the other birds in the cage and I had never seen one that looked like him before (hadn't look at budgies in years)... and so I went for it, knowing I would be able sort it all out later. (Again, *not* the way to do it, and I'd advise anyone and everyone not to do that.) But it's going great.
And I was thinking of Nathalie and her baby budgie Rocky. One day a random budgie landed in her yard. She wasn't planning on owning a bird. But she took it in... and then miraculously found the bird's owner. And after that, knew she had to have one. And CeruleanBlue.... Artoo showed up at her office I believe. And there's another NY'er on here... a gorgeous green budgie showed up on the doorstep in the cold.
For me, if it weren't for the "pied piper lizard," Jerome... I would have never ended up in that pet store in a million years. ...Every once in awhile.... the birds find you and let you know it's time to open your home to them.