I've had 2 'toos pass through my life. One, a Moluccan that I re-homed, and was only the middleman for. The other was my beloved Snowflake, a Sulfur Crested. She was the victim of a dog attack, and the owners wanted her put to sleep because of her injuries. The vet was a friend, and after amputating her leg, and part of her left wing, asked the family if she could be re-homed because her injuries were not life threatening. They didn't want her, and agreed that I could have her. It took a few months before she was over her ordeal, and trusted me. But, I persisted, and we became friends. She was a good bird, and with patience, and love, she had a good life. She was a picky & cranky bird, but, given her space, adjusted to things very well. She lived with me about 4 years, and died suddenly. The vet thought it might have been due to post traumatic conditions from her attack. So, I gave her a good 4 years, and she gave me a few scars, and some great memories. She did not get along with any of the other birds that I had at the time. But, when she died, they all seemed to know, and were particularly quiet that day. I felt as if they mourned her passing as much as I did. Rest In Peace, my Snowflake!