It's recommended that you take your parrot to the vet for a regular physical every year. Beaker was "hatched" last August, so I scheduled him for an appointment at a local animal clinic. I knew he would be very frightened by the whole situation, so I tried to calm him as much as possible, putting nesting fluff in his travel cage with lots of water and his favorite food. He was very good on the drive there, tweeting regularly, and looking out through the bars to keep an eye on both of us. When we finally made it to the waiting room, he got his first glimpse of other animals... two dogs, ferrets, cats... he was frozen and hyperventilating. I tried my best to calm his fears by singing to him, but it took alot to get him to settle down. When we finally went into the vet's exam room, Beaker started to panic and tried to fly away right after I took him out of his travel cage. I felt horrible when I finally had to leave him so they could take him into the lab to get cultures and a blood sample.... When he was brought back to me, my little Beaky looked so disheveled, he was shivering, and the front of his neck was wet with alcohol where they had to tap his jugular to get blood. The vet was so kind and helpful, but I still thought I was going to cry, just the relief of having him back with me. She said he was a wonderful physical specimen, very healthy and strong in appearance. His lab results will be back in a few days (hopefully they'll be normal), and they will have his DNA back in a couple of weeks, so I will know whether he is truly a little boy. He did so well, my brave birdie... he started to liven up as soon as we were on our way home, and was his regular self as soon as we entered the apartment, and he climbed (with great relief) onto his cage. Though, he was very tired as the night wore on, and he is sound asleep right now. He had such a big day.... is it normal for a person to love a pet this much?