Cathy wasn't sure what had drawn her to the common room this afternoon. She normally avoided it this time of day. The blaring noise and distraction of the wide screen television made bonifide conversation nearly impossible as far she was concerned, and what was the point of sitting with people if not to have interesting conversation?

"Aha!" She knew why she had come as soon as she laid eyes on the macaw. She pointed her walker toward the opposite wall and made a bee-line across the room toward the big, colorful bird. "I'm really moving pretty good," she thought to herself as she made her way across the room. "Maybe I'm ready for a cane."