Amaya my first budgie died. It was an accident but still my fault. It shouldn't have happened. I've been crying since thursday. Every time I see her cage, the materials I was using to make her toys, or even just the thought of going home makes me start crying because I remember Amaya isn't there. Finally my husband talked me in to getting a new budgie. I picked out the most energetic (and somewhat insane) budgie in the pen. A little sky blue female with opaline wing pattern. She escaped twice from the experienced bird person trying to get her in a box. Finally she gave up escape and resorted to biting and screaming until she was securely in the box. At home she got silent for a day until I chirped at her as loud and high pitched as I could. She eventually answered and hasn't really shut up since. She's bouncing around her cage like a pinball and I've compared her to a child after eating all the halloween candy. I did get her to chill long enough to start teaching her to step up on to a perch. She eventually got bored and went off on a squawking flapping tirade until she ran in to something. I decided we will work in very short sessions and I feel sorry for the future male I want to get for her companion.