I've had my conure Neo as some of you here may know, for about 8 months now. Couldn't wish for a better companion, we get along so well!
But my parents are slowly killing him, they claim they love him and play with him when I'm at college. But they always give him stuff they shouldn't, like coffee, yoghurt, milk, frosties cornflakes etc. I always tell them not to and they never acknowledge what I'm saying, give me a look as if I'm crazy for suggesting this and tell me "it's never done him harm".
Today I came home and seen he had crunched on a really high amount of frosties, I'm talking a lot. based on the crumbs left he probably had around 8-10 while I was gone... I could see he wasn't feeling well.
She (my mum) tried to play it off as she does and said she didn't know anything about it, but I found them in his food bowl. Does she mean to say he carried them there? I actually don't know what to do with her anymore, she cares for him but then feeds him loads of garbage that could kill him.
I'm off to University next September, and I can't trust him to be left here so I have to take him with me, granted that's if the university allows it. This has really stressed me out and I keep trying to get through to them, but they've got that superioristic middle eastern mindset, god forbid their son tells them they're doing something wrong. I sh*t you not this is what they said just earlier: "We'll feed him what we want, if you don't like this you can sell him"
I don't know what to do anymore. Sorry for ranting on about my personal life, but this bird is precious to me and I refuse to see him suffer over irresponsible people. Can anyone help me?
But my parents are slowly killing him, they claim they love him and play with him when I'm at college. But they always give him stuff they shouldn't, like coffee, yoghurt, milk, frosties cornflakes etc. I always tell them not to and they never acknowledge what I'm saying, give me a look as if I'm crazy for suggesting this and tell me "it's never done him harm".
Today I came home and seen he had crunched on a really high amount of frosties, I'm talking a lot. based on the crumbs left he probably had around 8-10 while I was gone... I could see he wasn't feeling well.
She (my mum) tried to play it off as she does and said she didn't know anything about it, but I found them in his food bowl. Does she mean to say he carried them there? I actually don't know what to do with her anymore, she cares for him but then feeds him loads of garbage that could kill him.
I'm off to University next September, and I can't trust him to be left here so I have to take him with me, granted that's if the university allows it. This has really stressed me out and I keep trying to get through to them, but they've got that superioristic middle eastern mindset, god forbid their son tells them they're doing something wrong. I sh*t you not this is what they said just earlier: "We'll feed him what we want, if you don't like this you can sell him"
I don't know what to do anymore. Sorry for ranting on about my personal life, but this bird is precious to me and I refuse to see him suffer over irresponsible people. Can anyone help me?
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