JAN 2022 EST Free flight room open for new intakes.

 Update information: 3-8-21

Due to delay in maintaince in free flight room, where most of the parrots reside.

We had to close the room until further notice.

The parrots in care have been moved out of shelter into a secure location until the maintaince is complete.

ALL PARROT RESCUE is Still able to help network for your parrot needs. We will deem what our budget and space can intake  email : brewersnest@yahoo.com

Behavior consults available and networking fosters homes. Availability intake space Limited.

2020 has been a year of crisis for us.  

Due to COVID-19 our donations are down 80% and our volunteer roster is almost nonexistent.  owner has complex immunity so not able to accommodate onsite volunteers.

 During this time APR is revamping a new improved adoption and foster program.

That will include onsite education that will be part of foster and adoption policy and procedure to Adopt or foster from APR. We are looking forward to bringing a new Structured Rescue that All the community can benefit from.

We will start taking applications Here Oct 2021 to be ready for reopeing of intake and shelter est . JAN 2022.

We have had some emergency structural repairs that have demanded immediate attention, as well as the covid challenges.    We are not state funded, nor do we receive any grant monies and so we currently face extreme financial hardship.  Many of the birds in our care are disabled or elderly and they require special care and vetting on an ongoing basis.  There is NO additional money to cover the required veterinary and other expenses related to emergency or non-emergency intakes.   We are doing our absolute best with the resources we have and cannot take on any additional responsibilities here on site:   Thank you for your patience and continued support.   Your donations are welcome and appreciated.  We’ll see everyone again soon! The Brewers and APR Staff.

Our Mission

Our mission has evolved since establishment. In the beginning, our organization consisted of few feathered friends with the primary goal of finding them loving forever homes. Within a short time it became apparent the need of forever homes was overwhelming. Parrots were coming to us with evidence of neglect and abuse. Calls were coming in from agencies that were not prepared, nor willing, to care for these animals.

Finding forever homes was no longer the highest priority. For us, it still isn't. Too many questions arose over the process. Why so many? Why so many neglected and abused? The sick. The thrown away. How can this happen?

While seeking answers to these questions, our mission became clear: education on behavior and care has become among our highest priority. The need or desire to re-home is often due to lack of patience and knowledge to understand the needs of your companion. 

All Parrot Rescue


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The mission of APR founders is:

~To inform and educate on proper nutrition, enrichment, overall care and behavior for all species of parrot.

~To provide a reliable network for reference on behavior, diet and safety.

~To remove birds from less than satisfactory living conditions and provide an adjustment period along with medical assessment/care, trust restoration, behavioral correction and nutritional adjustment.

~To place healthy parrots in stable, forever homes and within an environment most suitable for each bird.

~To assist in every way possible other rescues and sanctuaries that share our mission.

View from the Rescued

Today I entered the world. I was raised in a warm place, and was given good food. In a few days my eyes will open and I will see the wonders of the world, that now I can only hear. As I grow there are feathers growing, and I can see the world and the kind person who keeps me warm and gives me my nourishment. There are a bunch of us called clutchmates.

It’s been 12 weeks now and the feeding has stopped, I’m expected to eat and drink stuff out of a bowl. I’m now in a thing with bars. Everyday people come and look at me, and hold me. But it’s not the person who raised me. All but me and my brother is gone. I don’t understand. I thought this person loved me.

At 15 weeks someone came and took me away from my family and my brother was left behind. These people that took me seem nice, but I am scared. We got to this place called a new home. It’s different from where I was. But the people play with me and call me by a name. I still get good food. But during the day I am alone.

At a year I don’t see the people who brought me here except to feed me, water me and clean my cage. I am left alone allot. When they get home I get excited to see them and call to them. Then they get mad at me and yell at me, and throw things at my cage, you know the thing with the bars. Today someone let me out of the cage, and I got so excited, and I went to grab on with my beak, I guess I held on to hard. I was put back in the cage. My cage was put in another room, where it is dark all the time, and I only get food and water. I thought these people loved me.

Time has gone on, and it has been 8 years now, and today a new person I have never seen before has come to see me. They seem nice. They talked to me gently. They told me what a good bird I am. In a few minutes they put me in a box with a towel, and a cage front. We got into this thing called a car. We went for a long ride. I fell asleep. When I woke up, I heard all these noises, just like mine. I was placed in another cage, but this had things called toys. I was told they were mine. When I chewed them up, I thought they’d be mad at me. But no, they gave me more. He they let me out of the cage every day, and they feed me several times a day. I get things called treats, and nuts. They come and talk to me, and they rub my head.

A few days later I go on another trip to a thing called a vet. I’m not sure I like him much, but I am told it’s for my own good. I wonder if I’ll be left here. But after a little time, I go back in my box called a carrier, and we arrive back at what is now called my foster home.

A few weeks later I am moved with my cage into another room. And there are a whole lot of other things who look a lot like me but not. There are a few who do look like me. It’s noisy but fun. My door is opened, and I come out and get greeted by the others. I am watched to see if I will get along. We make noise, and get into trouble, but no one is yelling at us. We see this person smile, and laugh at us.

One day I got up on the person and they rubbed my head it felt good. They kissed my forehead, and made me feel good just like I was young. I felt a feeling that I had only felt for a short time in my life. The other day I was listening to the person talking on this thing called a phone and I heard them say that we were all rescued. I don’t know what it means, but I think it’s a good thing to be rescued.

Everyday another arrives, and another leaves. But I’m still here. People come in and see us, and once in awhile one of my kind leaves with a new person, but only after they have made visits several times. I hear things like forever homes, and how important it is to go to the vet, whom I don’t like to do, but it’s for my own good. I come back here, so I guess its okay. I hear the word commitment allot.

After a time someone came to visit who makes me happy they have come to play with me, and then they leave. A few days later they come back, and I can’t wait to see them. It’s a man and a woman, they play with me, they call me sweetie. One day they asked me if I want to come live with them. They hold me and love me and keep me warm and no matter how loud I get, they just laugh and smile, and hold me close. But then they leave again. I thought they loved me.

Today those people, who come to visit me, came to get me. They put me in my carrier. I’m scared but excited at the same time. I leave this world I have known for several years, I leave the person who cared for me. I leave the place where I got all those good things like fresh food, treats and toys. I see water drop from their eyes, but yet there is still smile on their face. They say “good luck in your forever home”.

Today I have a great life in my forever home. I get all the good things that I got in my foster home. There is another like me here, and we play together, but today I enjoy the hugs, scratches, and time with what they call humans. Every day I am glad to be rescued. Today I am loved. I hope it lasts forever.

(Not every bird is this fortunate to be “Rescued”. Not every bird gets to live in a loving home. Sometimes they are sent from one home to another, to another. Sometimes they die unloved, and uncared for by those who once loved them. This story could be any bird’s story, just as it is the opposite. But this story is dedicated to those who do what is right. Those who do “The Good Work”. Those unselfish groups, and individuals who take on yet another bird, that needs to be rescued. Those called Advocates, Heroes, and Voices, those simply called Rescuers.) 

~ Bob Kaegi

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