Kinda same here. We haven’t set out to get a bird, usually; they find us. A rescue will ask us, etc. And as soon as we see the bird or their picture we fall in love. We haven’t gone to a pet shop for a bird in probably 25 years or more. Also, if we got down to one bird and he or she was unhappy that way, we would go to a bird rescue and invariably fall in love with one of the birds there. Or two.