My introduction to Doc came when I was ten. His red, yellow, and blue feathers flashed beneath neon green wings as one gnarly claw accepted a black walnut from my tentative fingers. With his dark tongue and powerful beak, he pulverized the nut that I couldn't crack with a hammer. Lesson learned. I never put my fingers into his cage. An Amazon parrot as big as a house cat, with vocabulary bigger than mine, Doc came home from Guatemala with Unk, husband of Mama's sister, Susie. They and their two children lived with Nanny, my grandmother, and became our new neighbors. Unk's pet parrot assimilated into our family. Sort of.
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