Oh wow, I know how you feel! My female, Rosetta, came to us almost out of her *brain* with hormones! She bit and scratched and flew in everyone's faces with her claws outstretched to do maximum damage. I thought at first she was off her scone (ie. mad)!
Well... I s'pose she was, really. Hormone-mad.
Once I'd realised it was a chemical thing and not some kind of savagery directed at me, I began to watch her and see what, if anything would capture her attention. Nothing did! I tried food rewards and singing to her; I tried distracting her with toys and foraging; I tried leaving the room and ignoring the bites and scratches, but nothing worked. Then one day I thought it might work to try training her and grab her attention that way.
We began target training and within about fifteen minutes, I had 'Setta busily earning rewards and following my chopstick all over the room! Suddenly, her main aim was not to eat my flesh, but to chomp my chopstick and get a sunflower seed. This was the beginning of our relationship and I cannot *tell* you what a difference it made to both of us. I'd been *so* depressed, thinking 'It's not safe to keep a bird like this near my kids! They'll be blinded!'
'Setta is still very switched-on and energetic, but all I have to do now is wave my chopstick and her attention is mine. I think this all goes to the massive intelligence of cockatoos. They truly relish the stimulation that training gives them. It makes them think and solve problems as they would have had to do in the wild. In line with this, I try to give my birds most of their food hidden in paper packets and small cardboard boxes or egg cartons. Searching for food seems to keep them intellectually occupied and has certainly cut down on the noise index at our house.
Along with this, I've been trying for quite a while now to find an opposite gender friend for Rosetta. This is a very personal decision, but I believe my animals deserve the chance to mate and enjoy a full pair-bond as they would have had in the wild. My Alexandrines are an extremely happy male/female pair and occupy one another fully in terms of companionship and active play. I want that for 'Setta as well, but do you think in this great, wide, brown land I can find a suitable male corella to come and marry her?
I cannot.
I shall post most joyfully when 'Setta's nuptials are imminent. In the meantime, she yells and bounces and hops around, nearly going bonkers every time a wild flock flies over. I'm quite sure she's propositioning every bloke in the sky: 'Oy! G'day! You're a bit of all right! Come on down and see me sometime!'
Do use all your creativity with your boy. He's not attacking *you* when he bites, he's just frustrated and taking it out on the one he loves, y'know? Do keep us informed! I hope you find an answer to Bobby's frustration and reach a new understanding.
PS. Two things I always recommend to owners of birds that bite: i) *always* carry a chopstick to offer the bird (If his mouth's full of chopstick, there's no room in it for your flesh) and ii) when you offer your hand, offer the back of your very tightly-closed fist. If he bites, he won't be able to get a purchase on the flat back of your hand and it should save you some skin. Never ever offer your fingers: that's just begging for stitches!
PPS. Madge got me a beauty this afternoon. I was sitting in a deck chair near her cage and I felt her reach to groom my hair. Moving closer, I reached behind me (without looking) to poke my plait closer to her. Hm. Won't be doin' that again in a hurry. She nearly had my finger off at the elbow! (Madge is just a tad cage aggressive, but very sweet outside of it).
