Rare Spix Macaw

“Avast!”
“Weigh anchor!”
“Buried treasure!”
“Shake paws!”
Wait, what?
Well, I do tend to repeat whatever I hear the most… I’m an extremely rare Spix Macaw (there are only about 75 of us left in the world, and those are mostly in captive breeding programs…) native to Brazil, but hanging around Pet’s ‘n’ Friends, I seem to be picking up some very strange new phrases! In the wild, I’m terribly hard to find (one of us was spotted in 2016, for the first time in over 15 years!) and since pirates seem to like things both rare and beautiful, I’ve managed to find a perch on some pretty swarthy shoulders! I’m not picky, though, so if you’re willing to lend a shoulder, I’d be happy to come and stay with you!

Your pet becomes an expert at finding its own food!

Birdsong is as old as time. Birds sing to announce their ownership of territory, to find a mate, or just for the joy of living. Of course they all sing completely different tunes, but all birds understand the nuances of other bird’s songs, even though they may sound entirely different.

There is a natural order of things. Little tweeting birds hear one another in the hedges; hawks scream in the skies; blackbirds warble across the fields. And they ignore other species.

But when the wrens first saw a microphone and realised they could make themselves heard by everybird everywhere, that changed all the rules. Suddenly it wasn’t good enough to have just the right song for your environment; you had to scream just to be heard over the wrens!

Peace could only be achieved by giving everybird a microphone, but only in designated places. Then with everybird having an equal chance to be heard, competitive interspecies birdsong began. And the fields and skies went back to the natural order of things.

Favorite food:

Strawberry Parfait

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