So sorry to hear about your Fiona, Doodoo. We had a yellow crowned amazon for about 5 years - she was our wedding present to each other. She was just a scamp and so much fun. Mashed potatoes were not safe when she was out of her cage - she would fly down to the table and attack them with delight. When we were moving from Hawaii to Florida, she rode in a little cage under the airline seat. Just as we were taking off, she escaped and went running up the aisle. My husband darted after her, knowing we'd never find her if she hid and the flight attendent was right after him, as a man running for the cockpit wasn't looked at favorably. The whole plane had a good laugh.
When we moved back to Hawaii, we didn't often clip her wings, because she was content to sit on the outside of her cage and watch the world. We had a neighbor that she didn't like - and he insisted that he could make friends with her. She really got to hate the sight of him - we were getting ready for our farewell picnic in the the backyard and he came barreling through the house and made a beeline over to her to try to get her to say hello. She flew out the open door and never came back. For weeks we'd hear her in the trees, yelling hello and barking like a dog. We took our portable dishwasher outside and ran it, as she loved to imitate the rinse cycle - but nothing worked.
I like to think that Malia lived in the wild in Hawaii for many years after we left, but I never have stopped thinking about her.