Her name is Bonnie (it was Bono til I found out she was a girl. lol)
I don`t know how old Bonnie is but it is eight years since, Vilma, the woman who lives next door, gave her to me. Her partner, Jack, had been given it by his sister a week or so before that. I had heard the bird screeching and Jack shouting at it during this time. Early one morning Vilma called me outside, out I went, still not dressed to see her standing there holding this cage up. "Do you want this?" she said, and the rest, as they say is history.
(The other pictures of Bonnie are in an Imagestation album)
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