The ultimate of the talking birds, African Grey Parrots have been known to have vocabularies of well over 200 words. A male African Grey is listed in the Guinness Book of World Records as having a vocabulary of over 1000 words. Not only capable of mimicking words & sounds, they are able to speak in any language & many voices. Even more remarkable, Greys will use the appropriate words and phrases at the appropriate time and in context.
Congo Greys enjoy being in the busiest room of the house where they can be a part of all the activities. They will sit and listen and watch all that is happening and learn from observing. They are usually fairly quiet birds when strangers are around. As they mature and learn to talk they will take charge of the household, instructing the dog to go lay down or telling the children not to run in the house, even answer the phone with a "Hello!" as soon as it rings!
There are two species of African Greys generally
kept as pets: the Congo, which has a red patch of feathers on the underside of the tail, and the Timneh, with maroon tail feathers. They make a nice "jungle" sound when relaxed. When threatened or frightened, they make a growling sound.
They're native to various parts of Africa including Kenya, Uganda, Liberia, & islands off the west coast.
Size / Weight:
Congos are usually somewhat larger than the Timneh. Also referred to as CAG's, they're medium sized parrots that grow to a length of 13 to 16 inches. They are basically gray with a bright red tail, white skin around the eyes and a black beak. They are beautiful, very sophisticated, intelligent creatures.
The Creation of the Grey Parrot
By Gloria Ridgway
The Creators sat by the edge of sea,
Their shining new world a joy to see
There were all the beasts of every kind;
Herbs, grasses and trees and fruiting vine.
But somehow, they noticed a lack was there,
A missing'something' to move through the air...
Insects and angels are just NOT enough;
We need something between, not so small, not so grand,
Something for everywhere: sea, sky and land.
So they gathered up petals of every hue,
Gave the Breath of Heaven:
And the petals flew.
They turned in the air moving white and green,
Yellow and red, and all colors between...
The blue of a gentian with daffodil gold;
Shimmering shadow from an evergreen fold,
White daisy in sunlight spun raucous delight,
While scarlet and green soared into the night.
All the colors of earth merged in ways rare and fine,
Forming splendor in feathers with wings made of sublime.
All from the petals of Earth's very best,
And then kissed by the breath of Heavens own blest.
They sat on the hill and they watched the great flight,
With joy and laughter and unbound delight.
But they found a small lack; a something not right,
And they bent to find where they had failed their foresight.
Far from the south a great cloud roiled free
In piles and billows it spilled over the sea,
Rushing and roaring up the river it fled;
All grayness and moon shot
With a curfed silver head.
It came from deep shadowed darkness
While the huntress shone bright
But this mighty storm cloud
Bore her crest and her light.
Deeper yet to the west the sun had set down
A flame of farewell to the sea the ground.
The mighty ones stood, looked east toward the day;
Subtle hints of morning not yet quite on the way;
And they gave a great shout inspired and proud
Put out heir hands, grasped chaos and cloud;
Reached for the morning still allunborn,
Plaited the sunset, flaming and warm
Whispered a WORD to the river wind
Sang a NOTE from the stars: a perilous hymn;
And brought forth a bird with the moon on his face,
Silver mail on his breast in a pattern of lace;
Wings shifting creating a wafting of dark,
Tail feathers of sunset shouting his mark;
And his eye, oh his eye, brought first blackest night,
Hidden fallings of stars, gentlest light;
Shading at last into sun pale and bright.
He hovered before them this bird made of storm,
This most perfect creation of all winged ones
Storm parrot, grey Parrot, Creations' own son.