Gizmo's Got "Pet Attitude": Hello Cocky

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Hello Cocky

When my mum went to visit her Grandma over Easter, she took me along and introduced me to a very weird creature who has been in her family for a very long time.

This is Cocky an Australian Cockatoo. He is 52 human years old and is really funny. He talks just like a human so I couldn't understand a word he was saying but I think he was in a bad mood. He kept screeching and throwing his head up and down alot so I didn't stay by his cage for long.

Anyway I hope all of you had a lovely weekend. Mine was busy but yet rather relaxing as always. I'll stop by all your blogs soon.
Hugz & Lickz
Gizmo

11 comments:

Noah the Airedale said...: Cockatoos live for a long time dont they Giz. He sounds like a great member of your family.
We love it when cockies fly over head. They screech so loudly it cracks us all up. Funny things!

tailwags
Noah x; April 19, 2009 at 7:48 PM
Bijou said...: Hi Gizmo,

When I first saw your pictures I thought I was seeing some kinda funky chicken! BOL

My mom has birds too. She keeps them in a room in our house. Me and Banjo are not allowed to go in there.

I'm glad you had a good weekend. And thanks for coming by my blog.

Wags & wiggles,
Bijou; April 19, 2009 at 10:42 PM
Lorenza said...: Hi, Gizmo!
I can imagine Cocky talking! It must be very interesting... and noisy!
Glad you had a nice weekend!
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza; April 20, 2009 at 3:16 AM
♥♥ The OP Pack ♥♥ said...: We have never seen a cockatoo - thank you for sharing your Mom's friend. Hope you had a good weekend too.

Tail wags, the OP Pack; April 20, 2009 at 11:54 AM
Pedro said...: Gizmo,

52 years old! Wow! That's older than my mom and I thought she was old! Birds like that have to be in human's wills cause they live so long. That's really cool!

Pedro; April 21, 2009 at 11:24 AM
Huskee and Hershey said...: Wow.. so what did Cocky say to you? Hopefully the next time you meet him, he'll be more friendly :); April 21, 2009 at 5:36 PM
Mango the Maltese kiddo said...: Oh, hello Mr. Cocky.
You're 52 years old that means you're 364 years old in doggy years, I respect you, Australian senior citizen!
Glad you have a relaxed weekend, so do I.; April 27, 2009 at 5:19 AM
Anonymous said...: Hi Cocky! Hope your weekend was really fun! Shelter makeover issue? Check this out, http://www.usatoday.com/news/nation/2009-04-12-zootoo-shelter-clash_N.htm; May 2, 2009 at 12:34 AM
Charlie Daniels said...: Oh Gizmo

If you had of stayed around there a bit longer you could have taught it how to speak dog! :-)

Cheers

Charlie; May 2, 2009 at 7:49 AM
Charlie Daniels said...: Oh Gizmo

If you had of stayed around there a bit longer you could have taught it how to speak dog! :-)

Cheers

Charlie; May 2, 2009 at 7:49 AM
Anonymous said...: oh oh cocky is in a bad mood?! hey cocky, try watching this Pup-peroni video, it's cute! http://dogtime.com/dogs-just-know-sweepstakes.html; May 12, 2009 at 1:13 PM

How Gizmo & I found each other

On June 3rd 2008 I was on my way home from being up where I agist my horse Boaz when I saw the smallest dog ever running up the middle of the road heading straight for our car.
My mum stopped and opened up her door and in jumped, who I’d later name, Gizmo.

After spending 30mins driving around the area looking for the owners I took Gizmo home and reported him to the pound.
I tried so hard not to get too attached to him in case I found his owners but it was too hard not to.
Gizmo was the cutest, most sweetest dog I’d ever met and I couldn’t help but fall madly in love with him right away.

On June 5th, Just 2 days after I found him, my worst nightmare came true. My mum found Gizmo’s owners and I had to return him. I didn't want to but kept telling myself that it was the right thing to do and that it was in Gizmo’s best interests to be with his original owner.

I gave him back & returned home, without Gizmo and with a broken heart instead.
I cried myself to sleep for the next few nights praying that I could go back in time and keep him instead of giving him up.

Luckily fate stepped in.

On June 7th, I was up feeding Boaz again when I heard a familiar barking and low and behold it was Gizmo.
He had ran away again and somehow managed to find me.
We were so happy to see each other but Gizmo wouldn’t leave my side, afraid I would give him back again.
Thankfully his owners saw how much Gizmo loved me and how deeply I loved him back and they let me buy him.

Gizmo and I are now a family and we are very happy.
We thank Fate for bringing us together so uniquely.