Need advice

[Indi.s]

Hi everyone I am in need of some advice

So I I currently have a female irn called kiwi she was hand raised I've had her for a year.

I previously had parrortlets and at that time was living with parents so someone was always at home .

I have been living alone and am finding it hard with Kiwi. I work 10 hours a day and she is alone . I leave TV and radio on for her. When I am at home and let her out she doesn't sit still for even one second .
If I leave the room or put her back in the cage
She constantly makes loud screams in her cage it's coming to the point I can't bare it anymore.

She does step up but randomly fly's to my face to bite sometimes. I think she is quite hormonal as when I scratch her head she makes the love pose.


I have tried to re-home her but the people who have come to see her havent been genuine and just want a parrort that talks . I want the best for her.

I really dont know what to do but her noise contact calls have made it unbearable for me to be in the house.
I know it's my fault and that Irn different to a parrortlets and my working hours aren't ideal .

I am stuck between do I keep her and give her the best life I can . Do I sell her but there is no guarantee new owners will take care of her . Or do I get her a friend

 

[GaleriaGila]

I feel you, truly I do.
Let me give you one scenario... not a perfect one, but... it's mine.

My story...
I got him in 1984. I was fearing getting evicted due to his noise, and my family at the time HATED him. I recall struggling to make a decision, sitting on the floor of my townhouse, watching him race and skip and frolic around on the tile floor, and then run to me GRINNING, so proud to be showing off for me. I would just stare at him and be amazed: imagine --- a real parrot in my house, and it loved me! I felt so guilty and inadequate and afraid at one point that I had him in his travel cage and was planning to take him back to the bird store. I opened the front door and couldn't go through. Closed it. Sat down. Took my little love out and promised him we would stay together.
I didn't really believe it, but I wanted to. Eventually, I did. I was in college back then, and at least I could spend a lot of time with him.
Then there were were years (about 25 of them) when 5-6 days a week, I was gone at 7:30-ish and back at 6-ish.
Some did and will consider me wrong and think I should have re-homed him. My husband at that time detested the bird. My current ol' man tolerates him with good humor. No, the bird wasn't responsible for the first marriage's ending!
Anyway, here is what I think made it work.
I moved and got new jobs maybe 5 times or so. BUT...
Every morning, he had at least ten minutes, and every evening, he had 20 or so. I have always kept him on a natural light schedule, in a separate room, so sometimes those times together were in the dark. During the day, he had a big window looking out on something interesting, a television on one of his favorite channels (music channels, shopping channels), a biggg cage, lots of fun foods, and a few toys that I changed out regularly).
He KNEW he could count on those two crummy sessions a day. Somehow we both made it.
I'm now retired and times are good again. Side-note... when I first started being able to spend much more time, he was strangely aggressive and jumpy. Eventually we settled down.
I don't know if I am doing a service or a dis-service in even suggesting you keep a bird while working. I do know I can't imagine life without mine at this point.
I'm so, so glad you're here. Stick with us.