I sure don't know. Sometimes I do fantasize about being able to travel the world w/o having to worry about them and who will we get to take care of them, esp. since we moved last year and don't have a steady caretaker yet. But then I think of all the many years we've spent together and cannot even imagine re-homing them. These guys form the same pair bonds that we humans do, and disruption in those bonds causes the same horrible emotional distress that it does with us. Dash, the little green guy in his newspaper tent, wouldn't come out of his cage or interact with anyone after his human (my late husband) left one night never to return. For two long years. Then I met now-husband. Gradually Dash came to love him even more than he did his former human. Just like us, this winged ones are resilient survivors!
Dash snoozing on husband's knee a couple yrs. ago.
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