For those who follow me, you know that my posts are normally not personal or biographical. However, today I have chosen to take the liberty to write about a lost bird that I could relate to on a emotional level. First off, he's a yellow sided green-cheeked conure just like mine. And secondly, he was lost in my hometown -- Rochester, New York.
Why so special . . .
Green-cheeked conures are outgoing and comical birds. They love their play, sometimes more sleep. To keep them sharp and on their ready, it's wise to do a good rotation of their toys and provide them with a spacious cage to circumnavigate. They are known to talk and build their vocabulary for owners that can invest the time in teaching them. Any one word might take months for them to assimilate, and often their interpretations of the word but not sound quite like a human's pronunciation. For instance, I taught ours [named Gauguin] to say "I Love You." However, while his delivery features 3 syllables, only our family and close friends know what he's saying. We classify those pronunciations as "Gauguinese."
Gauguin's Sister-From-Another-Mother Adventure
My bird's Sister-From-Another-Mother's name is Missy. According to the Democrat & Chronicle, on April 12, 2018, something heartbreaking happened to Cindy Dudak. Her pet bird, a conure parrot, escaped from her apartment on the eighth floor of Seneca Towers in Rochester, New York.
On June 7, 2019, something miraculous happened to Ms.Dudak: Seemingly out of nowhere, Missy sailed through the fourth-floor window of a building being renovated at Hudson Avenue and Avenue D — less than two miles from Seneca Towers — and landed on a construction worker’s shoulder and refused to leave him.
“It was like she was saying, ‘Save me,’” Dudak said last Thursday, her voice choked with emotion. Less than 24 hours later, Dudak was reunited with her beloved 9-year-old companion, who was a little weary, dehydrated and hungry, but OK.
“She’s actually doing fantastic,” said Dudak, who rescued Missy six years ago when an acquaintance could no longer care for her. “I took her to the vet yesterday, and he looked at me and said, ‘You’re very lucky.’”
How Missy survived four seasons on her own, with no learned 'foraging' experience is a miracle in itself. This species is native to the forests of South America, but of course are caught and sold in the states with little memory of their original habitat. Having grown up in Rochester, I know how brutal those winters are in the western part of the state, particularly with the chill that comes off of Lake Ontario.
In any event, the story had a very happy ending for both the bird and the pet owner. But her story had relevance for us who had once lost a bird flying out of 6th floor window. With the coincidences of the species and the town, I felt compelled to post this story to let Ms. Dudak know that we're thinking of her and to send Missy our best wishes from Gauguin for a speedy recovery.
You can check out the full story about Missy's heartbreaking adventure here.
Primary Source Democrat & Chronicle