This previous Saturday, I received a telephone call from a woman, MaryAnne (not her real name), who lives in Greenwich Village and whose pet parrots I care for. After I answered her call, she paused for a long moment and then, very unexpectedly, she offered to give me her pet African grey parrot. I was stunned. Nearly all of my life, I have wanted a so-called “Congo” African grey parrot, Psittacus erithacus erithacus, but I never got one for a variety of reasons (“my life is not stable enough” or “I can’t afford one” were my typical reasons). But really,…