Willy and Jacob

Hello, hello, helloooo again from me, Jacob, and my sidekick Willy. We got adopted from Mickaboo in 2009, and now we`re back in foster care needing a new adoption through no fault of our own clowny selves! Read below to see what life was like in the SF Animal Shelter when we came to Mickaboo. We had a good 16-year run with a nice lady who later added a male human and a dog and a cat to our household. We can hang with a lot! We just need to stay together. We are about 25 yo now and healthy, jovial fellows.

So, here I am in pet jail, and I don`t even know why. Me and my buddy Willy. All I know is that we were having a good time when our owner took a little trip. We stayed with some sitter person for about a year when our owner called and told us that they weren`t coming back! Imagine the nerve! So, to make matters even worse, the sitter person takes us to pet jail. We did not even do anything wrong.

To make the best of the situation, we entertained everyone for close to a month. We were singing, dancing, flirting, just the best pair of green birds you could even imagine. Not one person wanted to bring us home. And we were getting a little worried there because they have this room where dogs and cats go and THEY DO NOT COME BACK. We did not want to see what was in there, let me tell you.

Thanks goodness for Mickaboo. They came and broke us out and brought us to a new place to hang. Here`s a little about us so you know how great we are! We have been running together since we were little ones. We really get each other, you know? He preens me, I preen him, he takes a nut from me, I knock him off the perch to remind him that my nut is MY NUT. You have to draw the line somewhere! We are both right about 8 years old. I am what they call a yellow crown amazon (because, you know, I AM king) and Willy here is a double-yellow headed amazon. But do not worry, he only has one head, it just has a lot more yellow on it than mine. I obviously talk a lot better than Willy, but he likes me a lot and tries to say and do what I say and do. I am actually quite the talker. The other day, our foster mom had us out in some big room running around on the carpet. I saw a mirror! So I said, "Look! A mirror!" and ran over to it. Willy, of course, followed me. I think he got scared of his own mug and jumped up to fly off. Well, he crashed into a plant, knocked it on the floor and laid there on his back like a slug. I have not laughed so hard in a long time! I have a great laugh, you know, that deep, belly rumbling laugh and then I said, "THAT is SO funny!" Pretty cool. When I see the big yellow dog that lives here I tell her "Here boy, go get it". There is a cat too. Willy and me both meow like crazy to get him to come closer, but he never does. Maybe he is not a real cat? Then we cluck like a bunch of chickens. Nothing. The crow calls do not work either. That cat thing is just staying away from us so all we can do now is laugh at him. When the people come over and tell us to behave, I reply with a deeply respectful, "Blah, blah, blah!"

It is very important to know that we both have quite the sophisticated palate. We like a LOT of fruit and veggies. And we eat these pellet things too.

Do you want to meet us? We are both really nice birds and LOVE to hang with our peeps. I will even tell you "step up" when I want some TLC. Go on, click on that button to contact the amazon coordinator!

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