MrsKay
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This is for anyone that wants a good laugh.
This is the third time Norman (my canary) has escaped from his cage. He is very quick and sly.
The first time: I had taken the bird bath off of his cage door, the cage door is low and he was up high. I have the cage door held open with a clip so that it does not fall, preventing him from his bath. In the past I have been able to re-fresh his bath water and return with it clean, without closing the bath door. I can see his cage from the kitchen. I turned around and he was gone. Norman lives in a flight cage in a rather large room which is also part of the kitchen. I stood there, looking around for several moments. No sign of him. After about a minute, I heard him chirp. He was perched on a bronze statue that is in the room. Of course, I followed him around, trying to catch him for several more minutes. Back & forth, from one window to another, back to the statue, landing on Larry's cage (my green cheek) back to a window. Then he landed on the outside of his cage. I opened the large flight cage door and he flew to a window (the windows have wood blinds that he landed on). He finally got tired and let me pick him up in cupped hands and I was able to return him to his cage. OK. So I learned not to walk away with the bath door clipped open
The second time: Another day. I had the large flight door open while I was cleaning a perch. He slipped right past me beween my arm and the cage. This time he finally lands on Larry's play cage which is near-by. Larry was in his mansion at the time. I opened the large flight cage door, carried the play cage to the flight cage (Norman was clinging to the opposite side of the play cage), placed him near the flight cage door and he flew right in to the top perch! Ahhh... good luck!
The third time: (This happened this morning) Another scene unfolds...
I put a canary & finch honey stick in his cage. It attaches between the wires of the cage. I put it right next to his food bowl where I can get to it to remove easily. Now I know I am on to all of his tricks and being very careful to close doors before walking away from the cage. I take out one of his food dishes, which is also the type that clings between the cage wires. I see it slide closed. I go to the sink, clean the dish, refill, go back to the cage.... Norman is gone. hahahahahah
The honey stick was preventing the small door from closing completely. It was open maybe 1" at most.
I am laughing now. Standing there, looking around the room. I finally spot him on the wood blinds of a window. I am following him around the room (great little flyer). I do not panic him. I simply follow him around. This time he flies through the family room, kitchen, and into the living room, lands on the fireplace mantle, lands on the dining room centerpiece, lands on the fireplace rocks, lands on the drapes, then lands on the piano and SKIDS all the way across the top (he had up some speed hahah). He was so tired, he let me pick him up in cupped hands. I took him back to his cage where he seemed happy to be again. Goes right to his food cup to nibble. Ignores the honey stick completely.
This is becoming our daily routine. Good job Mrs. Kay :09:
The beauty part is that he is getting some great exercise outside his cage eh?
This is the third time Norman (my canary) has escaped from his cage. He is very quick and sly.
The first time: I had taken the bird bath off of his cage door, the cage door is low and he was up high. I have the cage door held open with a clip so that it does not fall, preventing him from his bath. In the past I have been able to re-fresh his bath water and return with it clean, without closing the bath door. I can see his cage from the kitchen. I turned around and he was gone. Norman lives in a flight cage in a rather large room which is also part of the kitchen. I stood there, looking around for several moments. No sign of him. After about a minute, I heard him chirp. He was perched on a bronze statue that is in the room. Of course, I followed him around, trying to catch him for several more minutes. Back & forth, from one window to another, back to the statue, landing on Larry's cage (my green cheek) back to a window. Then he landed on the outside of his cage. I opened the large flight cage door and he flew to a window (the windows have wood blinds that he landed on). He finally got tired and let me pick him up in cupped hands and I was able to return him to his cage. OK. So I learned not to walk away with the bath door clipped open
The second time: Another day. I had the large flight door open while I was cleaning a perch. He slipped right past me beween my arm and the cage. This time he finally lands on Larry's play cage which is near-by. Larry was in his mansion at the time. I opened the large flight cage door, carried the play cage to the flight cage (Norman was clinging to the opposite side of the play cage), placed him near the flight cage door and he flew right in to the top perch! Ahhh... good luck!
The third time: (This happened this morning) Another scene unfolds...
I put a canary & finch honey stick in his cage. It attaches between the wires of the cage. I put it right next to his food bowl where I can get to it to remove easily. Now I know I am on to all of his tricks and being very careful to close doors before walking away from the cage. I take out one of his food dishes, which is also the type that clings between the cage wires. I see it slide closed. I go to the sink, clean the dish, refill, go back to the cage.... Norman is gone. hahahahahah
The honey stick was preventing the small door from closing completely. It was open maybe 1" at most.
I am laughing now. Standing there, looking around the room. I finally spot him on the wood blinds of a window. I am following him around the room (great little flyer). I do not panic him. I simply follow him around. This time he flies through the family room, kitchen, and into the living room, lands on the fireplace mantle, lands on the dining room centerpiece, lands on the fireplace rocks, lands on the drapes, then lands on the piano and SKIDS all the way across the top (he had up some speed hahah). He was so tired, he let me pick him up in cupped hands. I took him back to his cage where he seemed happy to be again. Goes right to his food cup to nibble. Ignores the honey stick completely.
This is becoming our daily routine. Good job Mrs. Kay :09:
The beauty part is that he is getting some great exercise outside his cage eh?
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