It`s no easy task to describe some strangeness that you have made in your life. Perhaps my unusualness to someone else is quite ordinary. My story starts when I was a couple of years ago, took over from my friend to take care of one little lover. Her esteemed name is Lola and she's a parrot. I took it easy while it was still, without feathers, just a few weeks after birth. I did not even imagine the extent to which it was the responsibility to go into this venture. Her survival depended on my feeding and I did it every 4 hours. I had to soak it so it was all day, even at night, with me, mostly placed in my hair. I came to the situation that I had to make certain obligations outside the house and I would always carry Lola with me. She stood on my shoulder and she did not want to leave. In the city where I live such a picture is very unusual, anyone who would see me, with her on my shoulder, would be astounded but amazed by the scene. My little feathered strangeness is now a grown bird, and as she grew, our mutual love and attachment grew. Now that I am because of my obligations on the road, she is not alone. In the house there are also the small dog, named Mia and the tortoise named Paja. In spite of their obvious differences, they live harmoniously and have a good fellowship. And that tells us that a man can and must learn a lot from animals and the very nature itself.