I was putting off getting another Quaker, I was just too heart broken about my little Bubba being so sick and not pulling through.  Well Wednesday night, Bubba's vet called me and told me that her friend had 1 little one left from a clutch of 3 and she told her to hold one because she knew that I had lost my little guy and may want to take it.  Her friend is a reputable breeder of Quakers (and only Quakers).  She has been breeding them for 15 years and never tries to have more than 4 pairs so she can attend to them and give them a lot of attention.  At first I said no.  But then my fiance kind of egged me on and said it wouldn't hurt to take a look.  So we went to her house and this little guy was out on the play gym.  He's very friendly, a bit nippy, 11 weeks old, and completely healthy!  My vet was there and she said that he was perfectly fine and the breeder gave me a one year health guarantee.  We signed that and also an adoption agreement.  She also likes to do follow ups and keeps in contact with her adoptive bird's parents.  I couldn't think of another name but Bubba, but I added the "Gump" to it (like Forrest Gump--Bubba Gump shrimp) So that it can honor my little one who's flying like an angel now, but also be slightly different to give him his own identity.  He loves to lay on my chest while I'm watching tv and tries to push his way under my neck and hang out there too.  He's a little chatter box and squawks for my attention as soon as I come in the door to his room (he's of course seperated from my tiels). 

 

 

 

 

Beth