Being the owner of two conures, there is a special place in my heart for these little parrots, and I decided to put a Gold-Capped Conure (I’ve had two) on the first page of this book.
Charlie was my first Gold-Capped and I got him and his cagemate, a Dusky-Head Conure I called Mikey, as a graduation present in 1989. I had visited them at a going-out-of-business pet store for weeks and I was panicking over what would happen to them since they had been raised together.
Charlie had to be put down a few years ago; I think it was 2007. He had had a stroke and nothing could bring him around to eat or drink again. Mikey was alone for a few weeks and then I adopted Eva, a second Gold-Capped, from The Aviarium, a bird and fish specialty store that also had parrots that needed rehoming.
Mikey instantly accepted Eva, even though they are decades apart in age. I have no idea how much longer Mikey will last but she shows no signs of slowing down.