(True, I still don't know the real name for those little bird sleepy-things.)
She said, "No, honey, we can't do that, but I'll see what I can do." She started looking around the cage and talking to the bird, and I knew she was good people, even though she called me "honey."
She said to me, "Look at this poor thing. He's been plucking." That's when I saw the bird had plucked out a lot of feathers around its neck and from its chest. She said, "He's a rescue. He needs a real home. This store isn't good for him."
Turns out he had belonged to someone for a long time, they think from when he was hatched until he was about 5 years old, and for some reason that person had to give him up. Another bird lover took him, but he didn't get along with that person's other birds, so he came back to the pet store.
And turns out they would "sell" him to me for $50, all of which would be given to the local Humane Society chapter. So I "bought" him.
The lady said his name is Taz, but I decided to call him Tazzie.
Also I decided he is a she. We'll find out for sure with more time.
She had to take one of our old cages for her first night in our home, meaning that little Bitsie and Scooter had to share a smaller cage that night. But yesterday we got Tazzie her very own new cage, with her own little bird sleepy thing and some toys and some perches and all that stuff.
Did I mention she's a Jenday conure? That's a cross between a Nanday conure (like Mada) and a sun conure (like Carly). This breed apparently comes with a lot of really high-pitched and loud screeching, like a sun conure, but that's okay, because when she's sitting on my shoulder, which she loves to do, she doesn't scream, just "talks" to me in a cute little Donald Duck voice.
("Scra scra? Scrum scra. Scrum scrum scrum scra! Scra scra?" Something like that.)
I think she's undernourished because besides being small and skinny for her breed she spends all day eating and drinking. She doesn't seem to be plucking, so we think there's hope that she'll do fine with us. And you can tell she was loved and has been trained, as she steps up when you put your hand up and say "Step up," and only gently nibbles at you when she doesn't feel like stepping up, no big chongs like some other birds we know. And she goes right up to your shoulder and cuddles up to your neck. How much more adorable can you get?
Mada and Carly really, really, really don't like her, though. Jealous, of course, and who can blame them. But, again, we think she'll do fine and all the birds will adjust and get along. Maybe not be BFFs, but not lunge at each other whenever they get close.