mwright1972
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I have had Bob (Umbrella Cockatoo) for 2 months. He is now 9 months old. I work so he stays at home everyday in his very large "Macaw size" cage full of toys and chats it up with Marley (sun conure). They are the best of friends. They stay in different cages when I am not home but love to be together when I am home.
Every morning before work I get them both out and they play in the bathroom floor for about an hour while I get ready for work. Every evening when I get home (around 5:30) I take them out change food/water and then play with them in the floor for about an hour, and by play I mean throw the toy ball-they run and go get it, tug-a war with the rope toys, Bob yells and tries his very best to talk and I encourage all he wants to get out. Then they go to a free standing perch in the middle of the room and preen and play with each other while I eat and do housework. Then around 8 or so the lights dim and I let them sit with me while I read or watch tv. By 9ish they are both ready for bed, they go in different cages and are covered. Then the next day we start all over again.
On weekends it is quite different. I let them both out as soon as I get up, they either stay with me running around on the floor playing or sit on the perch and preen... their choice really. I make them take like and hour or so break/nap around mid afternoon in their cage, but for the most part they are out and about all day.
The past 2 weekends we have went camping, and because I didn't want to have to go back and forth to check on them I just took them with us. Marley was kind of scared and stayed right with me, but Bob was an explorer and ran through leaves, chewing on pine cones and sweet gum balls. Watching the birds overhead and putting his umbrella up like he was protecting us from them. Seemed like everyone had fun.
Monday back to normal, Tuesday... I get home and Bob has chewed off ALL of his tail feathers. And as I am holding him and trying to console him for whatever has happened he continues to grab wing feathers with his beak and snap them off, right at the point that they start to grow out. NOT PLUCKING.
So now I have called the vet and they are going to see him tomorrow but I know I have a great support group here... SO I need input.
WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO MY HAPPY BOB????
And I know the feathers wont grow back until the broke one falls out... so should I have them plucked at the vet?
Please help.
Sad Momma
Every morning before work I get them both out and they play in the bathroom floor for about an hour while I get ready for work. Every evening when I get home (around 5:30) I take them out change food/water and then play with them in the floor for about an hour, and by play I mean throw the toy ball-they run and go get it, tug-a war with the rope toys, Bob yells and tries his very best to talk and I encourage all he wants to get out. Then they go to a free standing perch in the middle of the room and preen and play with each other while I eat and do housework. Then around 8 or so the lights dim and I let them sit with me while I read or watch tv. By 9ish they are both ready for bed, they go in different cages and are covered. Then the next day we start all over again.
On weekends it is quite different. I let them both out as soon as I get up, they either stay with me running around on the floor playing or sit on the perch and preen... their choice really. I make them take like and hour or so break/nap around mid afternoon in their cage, but for the most part they are out and about all day.
The past 2 weekends we have went camping, and because I didn't want to have to go back and forth to check on them I just took them with us. Marley was kind of scared and stayed right with me, but Bob was an explorer and ran through leaves, chewing on pine cones and sweet gum balls. Watching the birds overhead and putting his umbrella up like he was protecting us from them. Seemed like everyone had fun.
Monday back to normal, Tuesday... I get home and Bob has chewed off ALL of his tail feathers. And as I am holding him and trying to console him for whatever has happened he continues to grab wing feathers with his beak and snap them off, right at the point that they start to grow out. NOT PLUCKING.
So now I have called the vet and they are going to see him tomorrow but I know I have a great support group here... SO I need input.
WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO MY HAPPY BOB????
And I know the feathers wont grow back until the broke one falls out... so should I have them plucked at the vet?
Please help.
Sad Momma