On Mon, 19 Jul 2004 22:10:53 +0900, matt@gol.com (Matthew Endo)
brought down from the Mount tablets inscribed:

>Michael Cash <mikecash@buggerallspammers.com> wrote:
>
>> I had one I hand-raised from a chick. Her name was Guido. I raised her
>> in my truck, carrying along a thermos bottle of hot water to make her
>> meals with when she was still to little to eat by herself. We went
>> *everywhere* together. 
>
>Oh, pre-tomogochi, eh?

Probably around the same time, or later, come to think of it.
>
>> Best damned pet I ever had, and better company
>> than probably 90% of the humans I've ever met too. Took her back to
>> the US with me in '97, and left her with my parents (who were
>> suffering from empty nest syndrome anyway) in '99 when we came back
>> over here. Guido ruled the roost at my parents' place for years, but
>> since my mother no longer mentions her at all I assume Guido has died
>> and she just doesn't want to tell me about it.
>
>How did you get the chick back to the US?  Have to go through
>quarantine?

She was an adult by then. She had to stay in quarantine in California
for a month. By the time that was over with it was well into summer
and I had a hell of a time getting the airlines to fly her on to
Tennessee because of the heat. Although cockatiels are famous for
their high-strung skittish nature, she traveled like a real trooper. I
guess having spent her formative years in a truck helped a lot. She
had also been out in town with me, riding on my shoulder, more times
than I can count.






--

Michael Cash

"I am sorry, Mr. Cash, but we are unable to accept your rap sheet in lieu of
a high school transcript."

                                Dr. Howard Sprague
                                Dean of Admissions
                                Mount Pilot College