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Christmas 2014
 
Nebelung? Looks almost just like mine.
Well. More than likely no. His mother was a stumpy little black feral cat that we made friends with. When she first came around you would see a couple of others with her. One of the bunch was a big, rough and tough, through the wars grey male. Pretty sure he was the father. Well, after taking in Beebs she rewarded us with a litter of 4. Two females, all black, and two males, a black and a grey (Good Boy Royce). He has relatively short hair that is uniformly grey but if you look closely you can see some faint rings of black on his tail. He's probably got a lot of "this & that" in him but he'll always be Good Boy Royce.
 
Don’t worry, he’s not dead.

He’s enjoying a nice scritch.

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My conure was like any parrot species: loving and affectionate with some people, quite dangerous to others. I was fortunately one of the former as was my daughter. My wife…not so much.

One of our bonding things was for me to very gently rub his newly-grown feathers between my thumb and forefinger to release them from their brittle sheaths. It’s something that would happen anyway, but it’s uncomfortable for them to just wait it out. In the wild, a trusted flock mate would do it for them. That he let me do it was an indication of his trust in me.
 
Don’t worry, he’s not dead.

He’s enjoying a nice scritch.

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My conure was like any parrot species: loving and affectionate with some people, quite dangerous to others. I was fortunately one of the former as was my daughter. My wife…not so much.

One of our bonding things was for me to very gently rub his newly-grown feathers between my thumb and forefinger to release them from their brittle sheaths. It’s something that would happen anyway, but it’s uncomfortable for them to just wait it out. In the wild, a trusted flock mate would do it for them. That he let me do it was an indication of his trust in me.

Great shot of a cute guy. Many decades ago, I had a Nanday Conure.
 
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