My DB (dearly beloved) mentioned a comical bird he saw during his last visit. He mentions them now and again; which I'm thinking is his way of letting me know one of these days... I sauntered over to the bird cages and inquired about the personality of the bird my DB described. That could be Oscar.
Oscar pecked at the window, danced around, and rolled over his toys. Oscar either likes you or he doesn't. My index mouse clicking finger (heaven forbid it get injured) endured several hard pinches from his beak. Oscar, definitely didn't like me.
Maybe, he meant the other bird Jen Jen, a Jenday Conure.
Jen Jen was a riot running up and down my arm, pecking at the zipper pull on my jacket and ended up tangling himself in my hair as he was going for my earrings. Back in his cage he bobbed up and down and left to right, swung on his perches, squealed and squawked. Looking right at me until I went to take his picture.
Well there is one more bird in the back named Sunday that was in front until Oscar arrived. He was put in the back so we can keep him from getting too bonded with Jen Jen.
I was immediately taken by Sunday's bright colors, and happy looking face. He jumped right onto my finger and, as I rotated them he continued to step up like walking up stairs.
Sunday cocked his head as if he understood every word I said. He ran up and down my arms and let me rub his stomach. He was such a gentleman he even let me know he needed to relieve himself. Thank goodness.
The Petsmart staff said he was quite smart and would likely be easy to train to do tricks. Sunday knows when things are missing like pens and paper that are normally found in the staff's shirt pockets.