After an hour I had heard nothing and was giving up hope of him being ok. I made the decision to go home. On my way back… suddenly…I heard him. I was so thrilled and ran to him.
“Hello” to her whilst busily shredding leaves. After remaining with him for over an hour she returned home to bring a familiar object, his cage, but by the time she returned he had vanished. Calling John for further advice, he said the best times to locate Yasha are sunrise and sunset, so I searched again that evening. Only by hearing his calls was I able to locate him at the top of the highest tree in the area, but it was impossible to see him. Dark came and I returned home. As a pilot I had to leave at 5am the next morning so Maria went to search for him at sunrise. She managed to make contact with him briefly and then again he vanished. For the rest of the day she heard nothing.
I was back later that night and the next
morning I set out at 6am. I walked the area for over an hour whilst whistling to Yasha as I went. I have never realised how many noises there are at that time in the morning. Aircraft having taken off from Heathrow, even though quite high by the time they reach over head of us, still filled the air with sound, and as one
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died down another was right behind it. The odd car would rumble noisily past, and worst of all the birds were singing as loud as they possibly could. After an hour I had heard nothing and was giving up hope of him being ok. I made the decision to go home. On my way back… suddenly…I heard him. I was so thrilled and ran to him. Again, however, we began another conversation. Me at the base of a huge pine tree and him at the top. Maria came to join me and we kept him talking and whistling for about 30 minutes before he again fell silent. Shortly after that, we managed to located him again, so I called John for further advice. He stated that lost Parrots find it almost impossible to fly down and yet time and time again people stand at the bottom of the tree and expect the Parrot to fly vertically down to them. I felt a bit silly telling him that’s exactly what I had just done! So we stood as far as we could from the tree and tried to entice him to us. After quite a while he braved his first attempt and flew towards us but he just couldn’t descend enough and circled back to the same tree. A while after he tried again but sadly ended up at
…lost Parrots find it almost impossible to fly down and yet time and time again people stand at the bottom of the tree and expect the Parrot to fly vertically down to them.
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