I've always been an exotic birds person. I had budgierars as a kid, and a young adult, but, after going for a number of years without any pets, I obtained a Noble Macaw (who I named McGee), and had lots of fun with. He lived roughly 20 years before he died of unknown causes, and I still think about him on occasion.
7.5 years ago, I purchased a 2.5 month old female baby Congo African Grey Parrot after mourning McGee's passing, and doing research on other exotic birds. I settled for the African Grey Parrot. That Saturday, in April 2010, I drove down to a good pet store south of Boston, MA and picked out my Congo African Grey Parrot...or to be more exact, the bird picked me, by attempting to climb up the front of my T-Shirt. I knew in my heart that the parrot and I had made a connection. When I had the African Grey Parrot DNA-tested to find out the gender (my parrot turned out to be a female.), my family and I discussed several names, and my sister emailed me several names that she though fitting. The name Aziza, which means "Gorgeous" in Swahili, seemed the most fitting to me for my new companion, and my sister agreed. Aziza is the name of my 7.5 year old pet Congo African Grey, and I love the heck out of her. Aziza talks, laughs and whistles, and she's great to have around the house. She also beeps, clucks, clicks, and chirps, as well. She can imitate the timer, my touch-tone telephone, a passing car, the microwave, and the sound of a bus or a truck backing off...beautifully. Every year, I have a birthday party dinner for Aziza, to which I invite afew friends, as well.
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