Matt Wants a Bird

I have gone to the PetCo down the street about 20 times since the beginning of the year, mostly to hang out with my boy Ron, whose name will have to be changed, because “Ron” is no name for a bird. This is the epitome of a sun conure, definitely living up to the reputation these birds have as little clowns. I’ve never met a bird that was so playful, loved to roll around so much, or preferred to sit cuddled up next to my chest as opposed to on my shoulder, where birds usually like to perch.

If I get the bird — big If, but chances improving every day — we can have a naming contest! Back in 2000 when I bought a green Quaker Parrot, the list was as follows:

1. Winston
2. Reagan
3. Moses
4. Jesus
5. Regis
6. Margaret Hatcher

We went with Winston, after Winston Churchill, because it’s a dignified name and we hoped naming the bird that would instill some class into its personality. I ruled out Reagan because I think it’s more of a dog name; Moses is a little too weighty for a bird’s name; Jesus would just be weird — I mean the bird’s not Hispanic or anything; Regis was a fad name; and Margaret Hatcher (ha!) was too cumbersome.

Now I’m thinking of names with “ee” at the end of them. Such as:

1. Rudy
2. Petey
3. Kiwi
4. Aristocracy

No, probably not the last one. Actually, none of those names really strike my fancy. Any suggestions? Take a look at the video — 4 minutes of cooing, rolling around, and generally being best buds — and let me know in the comments.