Harry came into our life in the early spring of 95 in a very unusual way. My husband and brother-in-law worked construction for the same company. Jon-my brother-in-law and another worker were outside talking when Harry landed on a piece of equipment. The other worker took off his baseball cap and caught Harry. He put in a box and put him in the break room. Harry has a special gift and hence his name Harry Houdini. Well another worker found Harry flying around the break room and caught him again and put him in a box. We already had several Budgies whats one more, When my husband came home with him and told his story we called him Harry.
Harry loved to watch TV and he was my CSI buddy while I watched and tatted or crocheted. He would sit on the top of the couch and was part of the family. He "talked" to us regularly. Yelled at us regularly and really liked his space. In latter years he had arthritis in his wings and claws. This prevented him to fully open his claws so he walked on his elbows. You will be greatly missed Harry.
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Poor Harry. I wonder how old he was when he came to you? Sounds as if he had a long and happy life thanks to you.
I am so sorry for your loss, I know how it feels! I am a bird lover too and was devastated when my parrotlett passed on!
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