It figures

I give my birds the best food possible. I cut up fresh vegetables for them every day. I never leave them without the TV turned on to their favorite cartoon or music channel.  Their cages get cleaned three times a week and the paper changed more often.  I spend time with each of them to make sure they never feel unloved.

So why is it that I will be taking my African Grey Abdul to his annual checkup without a feather on his chest. and few left in his tail, looking like a pathetic, abused and ignored plucked duck?  Even worse, why do I hear myself stumbling over my words as I try to convince the vet that Abdul really has a good life and little reason to feather pluck? Why?