I always hand this out when I do outreaches for my adoption program.
"I adopted your parrot today - The reality"
I adopted your parrot today, the one you had for ten years.
I adopted your parrot today, the one you shoved in my arms and sent me on my way without so much as a tear.
I adopted your parrot today. Do you know he's lost weight? Do you know he's scared and depressed and has lost all faith?
I adopted your parrot today. He had mites and a cold. But don't worry none.
You've unburdened your load.
I adopted your parrot today. Were you having a baby or moving away? Did you suddently develop allergies or was there no reason he couldn't stay?
I adopted your parrot today. He doesn't play or eat much. He's very depressed but he will learn again to trust.
I adopted your parrot today and here he will stay. He's found his "forever" home and warm hands in which to lay.
I adopted your parrot today and I will give him all that he could need. Patience, love, security and understanding. Hopefully he will forget your selfish deed. (Aurthor unknown)

I have done something, I looked at all the parrots...the cast-offs of human society. I saw in their eyes love and hope, fear and dread, sadness, and betrayal. And I was angry. "God," I said, "this is terrible! Why don't you do something?" God was silent for a moment, and then spoke softly, "I have done something," was the reply. "I created you." -- Author Unknown

reading these makes me sad, and at the same time it re-establishes my promise to my birds - "you came home with me, and here you will stay... no matter what sacrifice it might take"

[quote=Patsnest;31722]I adopted your parrot today and here he will stay. He's found his "forever" home and warm hands in which to lay.
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words I live by.

My fight with depression was long and severe
Then I met my Girl, I knew hope was near.
She flies to my shoulder and begs for a kiss
She ruffles her feathers when beak meets my lips.

Who could feel so sad, when I'm really proud
She's learned many whistles, though little too loud.
She chases my plate, when dinner times here
Oh gosh what a mess, is my "Dirt Devil" near?

Before lights go out, we watch TV shows
Does she know the plot, who really knows?
She plays with my hair, now mine sticks up too
My cockateil's gray, I'm no longer blue.

B. Dawn

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The Meaning of Rescue
Judith H. Archer

Now that I'm home bathed, settled and fed,
All nicely tucked in my warm new bed.
I'd like to open my baggage
Lest I forget there is so much to carry
So much to regret.
Hmm... yes, there it is, right on the top
Let's unpack loneliness, heartache and loss,
And there by my perch hides fear and shame.
As I look on these things I tried so hard to leave.
I still have to unpack my baggage called pain.
I loved them, the others, the ones who left me
But I wasn’t good enough - for they didn’t want me.
Will you add to my baggage?
Will you help me unpack?
Or will you just look at my things
And take me right back?
Do you have the time to help me unpack?
To put away my baggage,
To never unpack?
I pray that you do - I'm so tired you see,
But I do come with baggage
Will you still want me?

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These are so sad. But like Bee said it just makes me look at my babies and realize how much I love them and how I will do whatever it takes to keep them happy and healthy. Where I go, they go!

you guys are KILLING me! I love my little guys so much and they ask for so little, how could someone not just melt when they look into your eyes with such trust, devotion and love.

This is very touching and makes me very happy that we have enjoyed and loved two abandoned animals. First was our magnificent cat, P.K., that we found in a very hot parking lot in Van Nuys. He was only about four weeks old and we fed him formula for a good two weeks before he could really accept solid food. He passed in June of 06, a grand old man of 16. It was the second saddest day of my life, only surpassed by my mom's death.

Our second adoptee was our cockatiel, Buster. Buster was found wandering the streets of Glendale in December of 06 by a friend of ours who picked her and brought her to us. She had no tail, was very tattered and tired. I honestly didn't expect her to make it! Well, she did and today she is a beautiful pearl hen and a vibrant, confident girl. She also reawakened my interest in birds.

Our lives would have been much, much poorer had we not opened our hearts and home to these two little adoptees! We saved them from certain physical death and in some ways I believe they saved us from spiritual death by opening our hearts and minds to something new and unexperienced. Blessed be for all the beauty of the natural world!

ohhhhhh what a great thread, and ohhhh how true Gayla and Mike for those wonderful words.

We have many wonderful people here, thanks everyone for taking in a special friend...........