LauraBear
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So it's officially been 1 whole week since Seamus decided to drop into my life.
For those of you that don't know his story, he was found about 2 weeks ago by some children at a playground after he flew down to interact with them. The teacher of those kids brought him into the local vet and they got him rehydrated and healthy while doing some digging for the owners that could have lost him and found that an older gentleman that lived behind the playground had passed away and he had a flock of birds in his home. Well the story goes that those who came into possession of his belongings decided to just release all the birds instead of finding them proper homes. Sigh. That's backwoods Mississippi for you though, Ha. Anyways, that is how Seamus came to me.
And can I say he is such a strange... but very very sweet little bird... And I adore him. He is quite the cuddle bug, he literally just plops into your hand or leans against you to the point of him falling over if you move too quickly. He loves to preen me and himself...overly... :/ When I got him, the vet mentioned to me that his tail was shredded and she wasn't sure if something got a hold of him or if his cage was too small. Well looking at it I had my suspicions and they came to be true one day when I saw him using his broken tail feathers to scratch his face... Not really sure what to do about that yet. But yeah... He also found his voice after a couple days as well. Haha. Mostly he just quacks and chirps, but if I leave (but not if Corbin leaves, sorry dear...) or if I do something that seems dangerous (like approach the rabbit cage) he goes nuts. I relate it to a car alarm or fire engine siren. I just reassure him with my own pathetic quacks and then when he settles down I come back. He is also easily excited by the TV... any action scene (or baby crying) and he feels a necessity to join in. Ha.
But overall we're on a good path. He eats well, I need to go to the grocery store and get more veggies and fruit for him to try (yay for me eating healthy again too!) and I'm gonna set up a vet appt. this week with the Avian vet in town and get a thorough check-up and maybe DNA sex him just to know (my last Fid spent 14 years of her life as boy until she laid an egg to prove to me she was a girl, ha). I'm hoping he can also give me a better age estimate as well. I dislike not knowing how old he is... AND I dislike being away from him right now. I had an already planned trip out to Houston to visit my parents and I'm just super sad that I had to leave him at home (I would have brought him if it wasn't $250 dollars to fly him there and back with me, and that's just money I don't have). I know Corbin's there, but he works 2-11pm both days I'm gone.
But I wrangled my best friend into coming over during that time to love on him for a while. So hopefully all will be well... and he won't have forgotten me when I get home. Fingers crossed.
But anyways onto PHOTOS!
Here he is enjoying a good 'ol hand cuddle with Corbin.
This is how we like to sit sometimes, who needs both feet afterall?
And using his tail feathers to scratch his face...
For those of you that don't know his story, he was found about 2 weeks ago by some children at a playground after he flew down to interact with them. The teacher of those kids brought him into the local vet and they got him rehydrated and healthy while doing some digging for the owners that could have lost him and found that an older gentleman that lived behind the playground had passed away and he had a flock of birds in his home. Well the story goes that those who came into possession of his belongings decided to just release all the birds instead of finding them proper homes. Sigh. That's backwoods Mississippi for you though, Ha. Anyways, that is how Seamus came to me.
And can I say he is such a strange... but very very sweet little bird... And I adore him. He is quite the cuddle bug, he literally just plops into your hand or leans against you to the point of him falling over if you move too quickly. He loves to preen me and himself...overly... :/ When I got him, the vet mentioned to me that his tail was shredded and she wasn't sure if something got a hold of him or if his cage was too small. Well looking at it I had my suspicions and they came to be true one day when I saw him using his broken tail feathers to scratch his face... Not really sure what to do about that yet. But yeah... He also found his voice after a couple days as well. Haha. Mostly he just quacks and chirps, but if I leave (but not if Corbin leaves, sorry dear...) or if I do something that seems dangerous (like approach the rabbit cage) he goes nuts. I relate it to a car alarm or fire engine siren. I just reassure him with my own pathetic quacks and then when he settles down I come back. He is also easily excited by the TV... any action scene (or baby crying) and he feels a necessity to join in. Ha.
But overall we're on a good path. He eats well, I need to go to the grocery store and get more veggies and fruit for him to try (yay for me eating healthy again too!) and I'm gonna set up a vet appt. this week with the Avian vet in town and get a thorough check-up and maybe DNA sex him just to know (my last Fid spent 14 years of her life as boy until she laid an egg to prove to me she was a girl, ha). I'm hoping he can also give me a better age estimate as well. I dislike not knowing how old he is... AND I dislike being away from him right now. I had an already planned trip out to Houston to visit my parents and I'm just super sad that I had to leave him at home (I would have brought him if it wasn't $250 dollars to fly him there and back with me, and that's just money I don't have). I know Corbin's there, but he works 2-11pm both days I'm gone.
But I wrangled my best friend into coming over during that time to love on him for a while. So hopefully all will be well... and he won't have forgotten me when I get home. Fingers crossed.
But anyways onto PHOTOS!
Here he is enjoying a good 'ol hand cuddle with Corbin.
This is how we like to sit sometimes, who needs both feet afterall?
And using his tail feathers to scratch his face...