I’ve written about Aramis many times before, but not for years. About two and a half years ago, he was adopted by one of our staff members. When I was down at the sanctuary for a week back in September, I caught up with my favorite bird and took this video. He is the best!
Category Archives: birds
I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to post this, but last, last July, I was staying with my friend Becky for a few days at my old stomping grounds in the Tetons when I photographed bird banding at her work. Pretty neat!
The reason my foster birds were in the car the other day is because they got adopted! Woohoo! After our zoo ride to work, they got in an RV and drove to their new home in Telluride, Colorado (I am kind of jealous)! I had Molly come over and take some photos of us before...
I had two dogs, two birds, and a cat in my car yesterday. Needless to say, it was an interesting drive to work. The dogs come along every day, the cat needed blood work done, and you’ll have to stay tuned to find out why the birds were along for the ride…
The wild parrots of Brooklyn wild South American parrots escape the pet trade and take up residence in the urban jungle Story and photos by Sarah Ause Best Friends Magazine, May/June 2010 A cacophony of squawks and chirps echoes throughout the campus of Brooklyn College. Hundreds of wild Quaker parrots, native to Argentina, have built...
It always blows my mind that when traveling by air, you can be in one place in the morning, and on the other side of the country a few hours later. I woke up in Atlanta yesterday, but after a four hour flight, a two and a half hour layover, another one hour flight, and...
When I went to Los Angeles the other week, it was to meet up with Mickey Rourke, the Wrestler himself, who was looking to adopt a rescue bird. Sunny would be that bird. Wendy and I took off on our road trip from Utah to L.A., bird in tow, and the next day found ourselves...
Imagine spending 20 years of your life in a dank basement with no windows. No sunshine, ever, just fluorescent lights set to a timer. You live in a rusty wire cage, hanging from the ceiling, and your excrement stains the walls around you. The only contact you ever get is when a man comes down...
I know I have been seriously slacking on posting lately. I have plenty of stuff to post too… I just haven’t been posting it. But fear not, this will change. To usher the posting back in, here are some photos from the past week or so at work.
