After visiting a friend with a new baby in the north for most of this week (also convenient for avoiding all the missiles landing around my house), I decided to pop into the parrot breeding farm in their village, on my way home. Somehow, I walked out with my Dream in a cardboard box & a bag of food clutched in my hand, to begin my long journey home by train & bus, accompanied by luggage, a year old Galah & my AHT dog
This is her story: last year some Palestinians stole every bird from the facility & shoved them ALL into ONE 6 foot cage to transport. Over 100 Macaws, Amazons, Cockatoos etc. Over half were dead when they got to East Jerusalem 3 hours later
A Macaw ripped out her feathers & she continued the job from the stress & trauma. The facility decided to cut their losses & now buy eggs to hatch & raise for the pet trade rather than breeding their own.
She is an extremely loving bird & I'm thinking of calling her Adelaide or Ariana. I've wanted a Galah since I was 3 years old but they are pricey & I could never justify spending that many thousand on a bird just for my pleasure.
This is her story: last year some Palestinians stole every bird from the facility & shoved them ALL into ONE 6 foot cage to transport. Over 100 Macaws, Amazons, Cockatoos etc. Over half were dead when they got to East Jerusalem 3 hours later
A Macaw ripped out her feathers & she continued the job from the stress & trauma. The facility decided to cut their losses & now buy eggs to hatch & raise for the pet trade rather than breeding their own.
She is an extremely loving bird & I'm thinking of calling her Adelaide or Ariana. I've wanted a Galah since I was 3 years old but they are pricey & I could never justify spending that many thousand on a bird just for my pleasure.
