Dogs not found yet but Cockatoo was...
 

Talking cockatoo returned two years after being stolen

SHREVEPORT, La. (AP) ? Two years after he was stolen, a talking cockatoo is back home with his owner. It was "I love you, Corey" that brought him back.

Corey and four small dogs that also belonged to dog breeder Diane Bagley all were stolen from her yard in June 2005.

She had left the bird in his cage on her porch and the dogs -- a Yorkshire terrier and three Maltese -- in her yard, according to a news release from the Caddo Parish Sheriff's Office.

Bagley was talking about Corey to a visitor who recalled hearing a cockatoo say Corey's catch phrase at a mobile home park in Shreveport.

Bagley called the sheriff's office, and told Detective Kay Ward what she had learned.
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"Ward wasn't sure she had the correct address until she approached a home in the mobile home park and heard a bird inside squawking, `I love you, Corey,"' sheriff's office spokeswoman Cindy Chadwick wrote.

The woman who lived in the trailer told Ward that another woman had given the bird to her last year. "Corey was returned to Bagley on Wednesday in a tearful reunion," and the investigation continues for the dogs, Chadwick said.

To bad we can't teach our Yorkies to talk. I can here mine now if they were stolen. Name, rank, & microchip number
"Misha, aka princess, 1st born, 34567"
"Piper, aka moose, 2nd born 345678"
"Max aka baby, peanut, 3rd born 3456789"
:lol tears
I'm glad she got her bird back, maybe if they find out who gave the lady the bird. Her other dogs will be found.

I once heard about a parrot that was returned to his owner right away because the bird had learned the answering machine outgoing message. It included the home phone number. Parrots are exceptionally smart. After they start learning to talk they pick up phrases and sounds just to entertain themselves.

We had a nanday conure (another abuse rescue) that started making these soft little trilling noises. It drove me crazy trying to figure out where he had picked it up. One night I got up for a drink of water and walked past Arnie's cage by a window and heard the trilling coming from outside. It was a mother racoon making noises to her babies. They were eating all the strawberries out of my strawberry patch!