Recently, I experienced my first major Facebook encounter of a “not so nice” nature. My words were misconstrued, as well as my intent. I can’t really say how or why it happened, but it centered on my major passion, which is my love of parrots.
Few people realize the crisis that is going on in the avian community. Literally there are hundreds of thousands of parrots needing rescue, a new home, or a safe sanctuary where they can live in peace.
Sadly, many people obtain a parrot for a “pet”, and fail to understand the complexity that goes along with bringing this creature into their home. I am of the opinion these amazing birds were never meant for a “pet”. One cannot make a comparison between having a cat or dog with having a parrot in your home.
I share my home with an Umbrella Cockatoo. He is the love of my life, and the most amazing guy! I don’t regret that we live together, but through him I’ve learned many lessons, many the hard way. I will make sure he has the best quality of life that he can, living in captivity. Provisions are in place for the day when I can no longer care for him, as his life span will surely exceed mine by decades.
Rescues, sanctuaries, foster entities and other groups exist in various form and structure all over the United States. Some are soundly structured, adequately financed and are likely to succeed. Others organize, without adequate research, funding or a strong support network. Sadly, many fail, leaving yet another crisis these birds must endure.
My last statement is in no way made to condemn anyone that attempts to establish a rescue or vehicle for saving these birds. I don’t believe that anyone starts such a mission thinking they will fail. I also don’t believe many do their homework prior to undertaking such a mission.
Even sadder is the vast differences that exist among these groups. The very groups that organize for the same purpose often find themselves at odds with other groups because they just don’t do things the same way. These differences lead to often heated and nasty confrontations and takes away from the primary mission that is to save the birds.
I judge no one. I am far from qualified to do so, and I don’t believe it would further the aid of these birds.
As in any industry, competition exists and that competition often lends itself to unpleasant experiences. This “industry” (for lack of a better term), must take a hard look at itself, and come together if there is any hope of us achieving the goal of saving birds from horrific environments.
We are all different, but in an odd way we are all the same, as we want to help these birds live the life they should. I leave you with a quote posted by a Facebook friend, Anju Arora:
The flute of the Infinite is played without ceasing, and its sound is love.
When love renounces all limits, it reaches truth.
How widely the fragrance spreads.
It has no end; nothing stands in its way.
I hope we can let our love of these birds follow those wise words.