I've had Cuba for a week now and he's great! A little ball of fire that likes to run through the hallway so fast that he trips over his own feet, gets up, runs the opposite way and does it again. Here are a couple of new pics of him. It's amazing how much he's grown in such a short time. He's only 14 wks old.
This is him with his pal Rico. Rico likes to climb down off of his cage, walk over to where Cuba is, bite him on the foot and hightail it back to his cage. He even closes the door! Rico is a Military Macaw, one of my other little babies: http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a178/jamerican413/Cuba/CubaHome002.jpg (Disclaimer: My dog and parrots only interact with my CLOSE supervision. They were both at my feet for this pic; I maneuvered out of the way so that I could snap the shot.)
Fred (the Grey) doesn't want to have much to do with him. He's not afraid of dogs in the least, he just thinks that they are beneath him and deserve to be ridiculed (typical African Grey). I'm trying to get a shot of Fred dropping food down on Cuba's head and hanging over to see where he hits him. LOL
Thanks Pen! He is a riot! He's very smart (he sits, lies down, waits for me to come in first when we're coming in from our walks; sits by my side while I'm talking to people, waiting for permission to lick them to death) and I can already see that he's going to be a handful when he gets older. What's been really interesting is watching him transition from the quiet country where he was born to the busy streets of Chicago (and I live on one of the major arteries.) Each day he's concentrating more on me and shutting the trucks, busses, cars, trains - out (when we're outside...) I'm really glad I got him. He starts puppy kindergarten on 10/1. He will have had the last of his shots by then.
Cuba's father's color is blue brindle and his mother is brown brindle. He had a lot of blue coloring when he was first born but now he looks like your regular brown brindle with white chest. He is so much fun - most of the time. LOL
I'm glad these guys are growing together into a family. I cannot imagine not having both, at this point. My oldest bird flew out of his room and into the hallway last night. (He normally stays on his cage, his favorite place other than my shoulder.) Cuba and I were walking back that way and I didn't see the bird. Cuba ran up to him and sat down and waited for me to catch up. Normally the door to their room is closed but for some strange reason (just as strange as the bird flying off of his cage in the first place) I didn't close it. I'm glad (and lucky) that Cuba is so well-behaved already. Hopefully he'll stay this way.