I just finished looking at all the beautiful, cute birds in the gallery, it almost made me weep. They are all so precious.

Tonight I was lying on the couch, covered with the afghan, Pita under it snuggling next to me, purring, and mumbling, when he stepped up on my hand, and started gently nibbling my fingers. It hit me like a brick how much I love this little bird, and how much he loves me.

I've said this before, but it bares repeating. I have always looked at birds, but I will never look at a bird the same again. They are amazing animals. These wild birds, who don't really loose thier natural, wild instinct, but choose to allow us into thier lives, and trust us, it touches me like no pet I've ever had before has.

Anyway, sorry to get all sappy, but it's nice to love, and to be loved.

I'll get my coat now....lol

Aww Gayla, that's so sweet! I agree 100%! Although I love my dogs to death- nothing comes close to the love and trust of a bird!

Well said, Gayla! There is nothing like the love and trust of a little bird who chooses to let us big featherless creatures into their lives!

Isn't that special love just the best? It's very clear how much Pita means to you

Oh Gayla that was simply beautifully stated...thanks for putting into words what is my heart and starting my day with happy tears.