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By the time I came along in the 50s, my parents had a pet "dwarf parrot", green, named Skippy, and around the time I was 6 or 7, a couple of blue and black and white (best guess of my ancient memory) parakeets. I eventually was charged with the duties of cleaning their cages. As a birdwatcher today, I would love to figure out what they actually were, but the passage of time. ... Back then, growing up, I didn't think this was unusual, though I don't actually remember encountering caged birds at the homes of any of my friends. If I could have a conversation with my now long-departed parents, one of my questions might be -- why keep caged birds as pets? Unless I've forgotten, we did not have bird feeders outdoors, which would be, and is, my choice today. Thanks for bringing back an interesting memory.

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