We posed that question in our August 10th issue, and received responses from Petra Hockey and Brush Freeman telling us the “parrot” was actually a large Brown-Hooded parakeet, and where they had last seen him. What became of him was still a mystery.

It seems that Pam Williams has solved the mystery. Pam tells us that the “parrot” (Pam referred to him as “Jimmy”.) would come by her place regularly in the evenings to visit with her own parrot “Mandy”, albeit from a distance. Mandy, in her cage in the yard, and “Jimmy” in a nearby palm tree, would “converse” to the delight of Pam and her family and neighbors.

One evening, about six or seven years ago, Pam heard the most awful screaming and looked up to see “Jimmy” in the talons of a hawk. She watched in horror as the hawk flew around the yard with the parrot in his clutches. After a swoop around the palm tree in the far corner of Pam’s yard, the hawk reappeared empty-handed.

The on-lookers searched the base of the palm tree, and all around, finding nothing except a spot of blood. For several days afterward they looked and called for the parrot, to no avail. That was the unhappy end of Port O’Connor’s parrot.