Lots of birds can talk ... cockatiels, parrots, mynah birds. And the "bird experts" tell us they are just mimics, that they really don't know what they're saying.
Well, I beg to differ.
I once had a cockatiel named T-Bird. And that bird could think, I swear he could.
One time, I had gone to Busch Gardens and won a stuffed toucan in a ring toss game or basketball throw, I don't remember. But I do remember coming home and showing T-Bird the brightly colored stuffed version and he said, "Pretty bird!"
OK, not close enough to "thinking" for ya? Here's the one that really convinced me:
T-Bird and his lady friend, Chula, used to have a perch in the living room where they hung out in the daytime. I had draped a rather large marine rope down the perch so they could climb back up when their wings were clipped.
One day, T-Bird climbed down the rope and set out across the floor to where my tasty leather shoes had been shucked by the door. He got to about six inches away from the shoes, stopped in his tracks, said "NO!," and walked away.
I'm convinced that was thinking on his part. I don't care what the "experts" say.
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