It Was I: Piko-chan's Incredible Journey

Skip and Flip rejoice upon learning the news of Piko-chan's rescue and repatriation

Pet parakeet returned to Japanese owner after telling police his address

Posted: May 02, 2012 6:36 AM EDT Updated: May 02, 2012 6:36 AM EDT

Source: AFP

SAGAMIHARA, Japan –

A pet parakeet was returned to its Japanese owner Wednesday after the brainy bird told police its home address near Tokyo.

The male bird, called Piko-chan, escaped early Sunday morning from his home in the city of Sagamihara and remained at large before being coaxed into perching on the shoulder of a guest at a nearby hotel.

He was handed over to local police, but Piko-chan did not speak until Tuesday evening, when he blurted out the names of the city and district where his owner's home is located, a police spokesman said.

The stunned cops then listened as the parakeet produced the home's block and street number.

His owner, a 64-year-old woman, once lost another parakeet after it flew away and was determined not to make the same mistake.

"So the owner decided to teach the address to this parakeet after she bought it at a pet store two years ago," a police spokesman said. "The bird's name was found to be Piko-chan as it said, 'You're pretty, Piko-chan."

Agost Canzi, "Portrait of a Lady with a Parakeet" (1856), Jane Voorhees Zimmerli Museum, Rutgers University, New Brunswick, New Jersey

NOTE:  What a great story. Our family, including especially Skip and Flip, our parakeets, say to Piko-Chan, "Welcome Home!, Congratulations!!, Great Job!!! and Namaste!!!!  Skip and Flip are pictured here because the various news accounts of this uplifting event are all illustrated with generic (but pretty and cute) parakeet “file photos.”  Skip and Flip, incidentally, are a lively, quite intelligent pair, who were named for the late 1950s West Coast group consisting of Skip Battin (later with The Byrds) and Gary S. Paxton (later with the Hollywood Argyles and a notable producer and gospel performer), who scored hits with "Cherry Pie" and the (in this instance) highly relevant "It Was I" (linked below).

The following is excerpted from WebVet and directed toward interested parties:

Are You Interested In A Talking Pet? Here's some speech communications 101:

If you're thinking about talking with your bird, Dr. Kristen L. Nelson and Dr. Greg Harrison suggest these tips for best results:

• Choose a bird whose ancestors were known talkers -- apparently speech aptitude may have a genetic component.
• The younger the bird, the better your chance of teaching it to talk.
• Start with short words or sounds.
• Repeat the word for a few minutes several times a day.
• Pay attention to how your bird best makes sounds and "shape'' the word more to the way the bird is best able to mimic it; for instance, instead of saying "Hi,'' say "aiee,'' which is easier to pronounce.
• Stress "P'' and "B'' words that are easier for the birds to say, such as "Pretty bird.''
• Learn to read the bird's body language; if it starts making mouth movements after you've repeated a word, that's a good sign that it's trying.
• When the bird masters a word, reinforce it for several days before adding another.
• Avoid whistling to the bird or trying to get it to imitate other non-speech sounds.
• Use praise and positive reinforcement, such as lightly scratching its head, instead of excessive treats as rewards.

Also, "it's important to build up a trust and rapport with your bird before trying to get it to do things you want it to do,'' Harrison said. "Give the bird plenty of emotional feedback and work on establishing a deep interpersonal relationship. Birds don't have to get a sunflower seed from you to realize that you love them.''

Things to see and do in Sagamihara(相模原市 )

Skip and Flip: It Was I (1959)(link) 

Skip and Flip -- Their story

Our birds, Skip and Flip, came to us in a most unusual way. Some years ago, neighbors in Tuxedo Park were leaving with their children on a Christmas vacation. We encountered them at a party a few days prior to their departure and they asked us whether we would be willing to care for their parakeets while they were away. We’re considered “soft touches” for this sort of thing and, even though neither of us had ever had birds as pets before we said yes.

On their way to the airport, our neighbors dropped the birds at our house while we were having dinner. After presenting us with the bird cage, they hurried off, saying --this is a fact, we both heard it – “you don’t have to give them back, they’re your birds now.”

We were shocked and it took a while for it all to sink in. They never returned for their birds and didn’t even call to let us know that they were back from vacation or to inquire about the birds. Obviously, we began to harbor uneasy thoughts about them and had serious concerns about what their kids must be feeling and how they were being raised.

In any event, the birds joined our family and have lived among us as good citizens for years. Skip and Flip (renamed by us for the late 1950s recording duo featuring Clyde “Skip” Battin, a latter-day member of The Byrds, and Gary Paxton, who later produced Monster Mash by Bobby “Boris” Pickett) are enchanting creatures and extremely beautiful. Sharing the cab of a U-Haul truck with them during our move to Pennsylvania will always have a place in my top 10 weird experiences (the looks I got from other drivers and gas station attendants; the birds’ extreme sensitivity to bumps in the road which caused them to shed feathers and make the truck cab look like a movie pillow fight scene; their excellent and varied accompaniment to songs on the radio).

The birds now live in Caroline’s office. Their cage is mostly left open (the office door is closed to the cats, obviously) and they clearly have a lot of mental interaction with the outdoor birds they see through the windows flying by and in the trees. They’re incredibly alert, active and cheerful and really love the music that comes out of her computer. (They’re partial to marches.) Recently Caroline correctly diagnosed that Skip had developed mites, which can ultimately prove deadly, and the birds were successfully treated at the local avian vet (also in the weird experience top 10, but a doctor’s office visit that includes a fair amount of laughter can’t be all bad).

When I was much younger, I couldn’t really relate to birds. I don’t know why, but I suspect it was because my only exposure to them was outdoors where they were either too small or moved too quickly for me to contemplate or in zoos where I didn’t think they made for terribly exciting exhibits. I didn’t think of them as being particularly “alien” or “other” and the whole Max Ernst obsession with birds wasn’t anything I could ever relate to, although it was pretty effective as art. My introduction to relating to them and liking them came through my mother-in-law’s bird watching and feeding, which we adopted when we began spending more time outside of New York City.

As a teenager, I used to read John Cage’s A Year From Monday a lot. (Aphorism-filled books generally matched my attention span.) When he wrote: “We are as free as birds. Only the birds aren’t free. We are as committed as birds, and identically,” I really liked it and still do, not because it makes a great deal of literal sense or I understand it now better than I did then, but because of its sort of Zen-ness. Skip and Flip have made it clear, in a very cheerful and polite way, that they find the statement irrelevant.