Jose


March, 2005

 

Jose     Jose came to us as a fly away. One day a friend that owned a bird supply shop called to say she had a cockatiel that someone had caught and brought to her. She wanted to know if I would take care of him while we tried to find his owner. I said, “Sure”. After weeks of the lost and found ads, to no avail, I said to my husband, "I guess we're not going to be able to find his owner." Before I could say, "What's going to happen to him now?", my husband said, “Good, his name is Jose”.

Keith and Jose

They have been the best of buddies since.

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