We have a new baby in the house! This is Peanut. He is a male (we think) cockatiel. He is a hand-raised baby, so he's very tame and friendly. He's about eight months old, so not really a baby anymore. More of an adolescent. And judging from his immediate and slightly obsessive interest in me, I think his little birdie hormones are in full swing.
He is technically Younger Son's bird (as you can see from the "perch" in the pictures). For the past several weeks, I have been considering getting a larger bird to keep me company during the day (since the dogs do nothing but sleep). I've been to every bird shop in town, talked to every rescue, and visited about a hundred different birds. Then I took Younger Son with me to my favorite bird shop and we came home with this little guy for him. It turns out, though, that the bird doesn't care who he was purchased for. He would like nothing better than to spend his whole day climbing on me and getting kisses. I had no idea birds could be so cuddly and affectionate. Or so smart! And the bigger birds have nothing on this little guy for personality and interactiveness.
I think I have my new bird.