My mom has a blue female parrotlet named Paulie (after the Sopranos character). She seems to be overgrooming as well. My mom’s a bit hesitant to get her a girlfriend/boyfriend, though, because she’s heard that they’ll totally bond to each other and ignore you.
Is that true?
And I think you should name her Butterball, with how huge these birds get and all. 
Green Burd.
My default name for all pet birds (and what I was planning to name my own Cockatoo if I ever get one): Kelaguen (pronounced kel-a-gwen). It is a chicken dish where the chicken is essentially raw but “cooked” with lemon juice. Nasty stuff, cool name for a bird. 
This is in a long line of naming pets for food stuffs though, my gerbil was named Kitten-Chow, my (a long time ago) cat was named Kibble, my fish were called Fillet, etc.
There’s an obsolete Doper name that might be good:
FORMER EGG-GENT.
Hee. I had a fish named Stick once.
Well, if the birds are raised from babies together, they’ll bond to each other. If each one is separately hand raised by humans, they’re more liable to be cool with divided loyalties.
Still if you can’t get her to stop overgrooming, better to get her a friend if it helps, even if she stops returning your mom’s texts in favor of her new bff.
She seems to want to be called Shiva; it keeps popping out of my mouth unexpectedly. This does not bode well for human civilization, but I think it’s gonna stick. I’ll report back if another name elbows its way to the fore.
Now: what should be her first phrase? I’ve been repeating “what the fuck?” in a highpitched tone around her. I think her next one should be “what are YOU lookin at?”
I think I’m gonna start saying “feed me!” over and over as I feed her, so she can let me know when she’s running low on seed.
Hey, maybe I’ll name her boyfriend Cthulhu.
She’s actually much brighter green than that. Weird lighting, cheap phone.
Awww! But wasn’t Shiva a guy? Not that she’ll care much.
Aw… I was going to offer up “Legumous Chirp the IIId”
As for the first phrase, how about “That’s what she said!”?
Tilly. Looks like a Tilly.
That’s easy.
I AM BECOME DEATH, THE DESTROYER OF WOLDS. – J. Robert Oppenheimer.
You could substitute “…Destroyer of toys” if you prefer.
I’m working on “What the fuck?” and “What are you lookin at?” Also “Feed me!”
Maybe “No, YOU say it.”
Huh. She likes to sleep in my pocket, curled up like a mouse.
Huh. She looks a lot like the villainous Mahars from the 1976 version of At the Earth’s Core.
Aww, how cute!! Shiva’s a good name 
Though I can’t stop thinking of Remo Williams every time someone mentions the name. >.<
OK I’ve had her one week, and she’s a full-fledged (literally!) bird: no pin feathers left, no dinosaur-head monster. I don’t have a fresh pic, but thisis what she looks like.
They mature so incredibly fast.
And she’s so completely tame that she doesn’t even flinch or turn around if touch her. If she’s preening and I pet her back, she completely ignores me. And I’ve been taking her to work, since she needs a feeding in the middle of the day. Tonight on the way home I carried her home in my fist instead of the travel cage. She was so comfortable being held that, first, she preened herself, and then she took a nap–while I was clutching her in my hand! Completely just fell asleep. And given a choice, there’s only one place she wants to be: nestled up under my ear. Period. Everywhere else is second best. Although she will curl up in my pocket and take a nap for a little while, but then it’s back up the shirt and under my ear.
And she bobs her head when I bob mine. Cracks me up.
Oh and by the way, I have no idea how it happened, but over the last few days she’s become Beulah, which somehow fits her better than Shiva. Weird, how some pets just name themselves.
Yup. When we got our little blond kitten, I was holding her and turned to my hubby and said “she told me her name is Lily”. Don’t know how, but she did. And it fits her.
Beulah seems adorable. How big will she get? Too big for your pocket?
