That's his name for now anyway. I didn't plan to buy a bird at today's bird mart, and in fact I did NOT buy one (although I spent a few minutes lusting over a gorgeous yellowcheek male). But I came home with a new bird anyway, because someone that I barely know unexpectedly gave me a freaking show bird as a gift.
The guy that gave him to me is a cockatiel show judge as well as a cockatiel show breeder, and he's downsizing his flock to make room for new birds. When show breeders downsize they obviously keep the best birds for themselves, but this is a very decent quality bird. The qualities that distinguish a show quality bird from an ordinary one are hard for people outside the show world to see. I know very little about it myself, but even I can see some of it. Particularly in the way he stands. He's not showing it in these pictures because the camera made him nervous. But when he's just sitting around on a perch he looks like the standard of perfection that the shows use.
He's reportedly a pearl split to lutino and pied. I can see the ghost pearls on his wings (which don't show up in the picture) and he's got a small pied tickmark on the back of his head. It all seems a little too good to be true, being given a show bird out of the blue, so time will tell whether there's some kind of major flaw in him (like not being able to breed). But I would like very much for him to get together with Mims and make some nice babies for me. I've always thought that she was the closest thing to a show bird that I had, and if Ernie is split to lutino I can get lutino chicks of both sexes.
He was a handfed baby, but he's seven years old now and hasn't been handled recently. So I wouldn't describe him as tame, but he's already done some sitting on my hand and shoulder, and even let me pet his head.

