My Houie passed away 4 years ago now from lung problems. He definitely was extremely intelligent, adorable, beautiful, and practically human! I know I may sound obsessed, and I know it has been 4 years, but I still love him very much as he and I were very close (despite him having 4 other bird companions to play with). (Three of them are still alive, but incomparable with Houie.)
One time I left him out in the living room and went to my room and shut the door. Houie then walked over (he could fly-- we never clipped his wings) and knocked on the door with his beak and I opened it a bit and he walked in!!
One time I was taking a bath. Houie loved talking to mirrors in the bathroom but once he saw me taking a bath he flew down next to me and tried to fly into it!! He evidently wanted a drink of water.
He loved taking showers/baths. We would turn on the sink and he would always walk under it, drinking the water, showering, talking, preening himself. If you put a bowl of water on the table, he would jump into and semi-swim across it.
Houie Bir Bir --like most male parakeets--loved to talk. Once he was in his talking mood, you could say "Houie Bir BIr" and he would repeat it precisely and accurately. Sooo smart.
We moved houses. In the first house, the mirror in the bathroom where Houie loved to talk was on the right. In the second house the mirror in the bathroom was on the left. I introduced him to the new house and one time I saw him fly into the bathroom. He at first flew to the right but quickly flew to the left since he had learned the new location of the mirror!! He never made that mistake again.
One time my dog went up to sniff him while he was perched on my hand. Houie Bir Bir-being so brave and cute--bit my dog on the nose as if to say f&*# off. And yes my dog is about a hundred times bigger than Houie.
Houie Bir Bir loved potato chips. Absolutely adored them. You could crinkle the bag ANYWHERE in the house and he'd immediately hear it and fly to it. Then he proceeded to eat it right afterwards.
Houie loved shiny silver things. He would stand on my silver fork when I ate (while I moved it). He would stand on my glasses when I wore them and chew on the screws. He loved to chew my necklaces and earrings as well and anything else particularly shiny.
Houie was walking around the house picking up bits of seeds and eating them.
I tapped on the hardwood floor and called "Houie Bir Bir" and he walked over to me as if he weren't a bird with wings who could fly.
We have a shiny, glossy piano. Houie loved to talk to his reflection on it. One time he landed on it, but glided too far and slipped off like an airplane when he landed! But he was fine and quickly went onto the piano to talk to himself.
One time I fell asleep on my bed and Houie was there too. He ended up sleeping with his head tucked into his neck right next to me!
One time my family and I were eating dinner--consisting of chicken, vegetables, rice, etc. Houie flew right into the chicken as if to say "stop the bird abuse."
Of course, he proceeded to taste it too, but he didn't know. (Houie loved all kinds of food.)
I was drinking Sprite and Houie came over onto my shoulder and wanted to try some. Well, he did, and the bubbles went into his nostrils (correct?) and he yelled and protested like he was angry because of the gas bubbles in the Sprite. He was probably cursing at me.
One time I was on the phone. Houie was in his cage with his 4 parakeet buddies. At least I thought so... Turned out, he opened the door by himself and flew out! Houie had jumped incessantly on the door of the cage and forced it open and then proceeded to escape from his cage into the freedom of the house...
Since Houie was the first parakeet I had gotten, he was the leader and the only one comfortable enough with humans. He would lead the other 4 onto our shoulders, etc. showing them that humans are safe! Without Houie, the other 4 would not approach us.