This is my husband's cat Spot, I was sitting reading a book one night and I looked down and this was the sweet face looking at me.
We saw this little guy (top and bottom right) laying on the bottom of a pet store cage. Though his feet could grip a perch, his legs didn't work. We felt so bad for him we didn't have any choice but to bring him home. We found he was too young - or weak - to fly and prone to terrible siezures. We live in a part of the world with no bird vets so there wasn't much to do but worry a lot and keep him warm and fed. One of our initial worries was about non-acceptance by the other birds. But a bi