Rico_Tiel
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when I got my bird, the pet store had him clipped as most do. he was quiet, sad, uninterested in toys, unwilling to try or do anything, ate way less than he does now, chewed and barbered feathers, over preened them, plucked them out mildly (around the wrist area on the wing, near his crop, and very mildly under his left wing), and would sit around most days. he was so obviously depressed because he couldn't be a bird! and it broke my heart to see him drop like a rock with every flight attempt.
then, when he was beginning to grow in his flight feathers, I walked past a window and he leapt off, crashing into the window and falling on his leg. I immediately picked him up and saw he was not using his leg. I flipped him over and his right talon flopped to the side. it was freaking horrifying! I was swearing and cursing and I told my mom these exact words "mom, rico needs a vet like right now!" and I was mega-panicked! she was like "lee (not my actual name but my preferred name), what the *fudge* are you talking about?" I told her and we went to my room and showed her. she tried to tell me he was fine but I said "he isn't! look at his leg!" and I was on the verge of tears at this point. after about 20 minutes of arguing with my parents about whether he had to see a vet, they finally said "Okay, fine! we will see what they will do." and they walked out. I set up a hospital cage for him and put him in. there was 1 low rope perch, his food and water, and his favorite toy. fast forward a week of daily sobbing and the vet FINALLY drives here. I almost ran and slipped on the ice to them! help was here for him! he was gonna be saved! fast forward a month and a half to may 15th and he takes his last dose of meloxicam and flies from my hand to his cage! it was a miracle! the moment I hoped to see one day and the moment I awaited for 5 months had arrived and I witnessed it.
since then, he has been free and so happy! he is always playing, he sings almost daily, he loves his freedom and he is so much happier! his feathers used to have a bronzey brown/copper sheen to them and now he is off a seed diet and flies most days around my room with the prettiest feathers that look to be carved out of silver, obsidian, charcoal, marble, diamonds, and opals! no barbering, chewing, or plucking at all anymore, he is super curious about toys and most new foods, he is fascinated by many things like beetles, the tv remote (horizontal only), puzzles and more! I have never seen him happier and freer in my life and I love this version of him. also, seeing him fly is just stunning! especially in slo-mo! never clip a bird unless they have a disability that prevents flight or makes it dangerous. there is no other excuse.
then, when he was beginning to grow in his flight feathers, I walked past a window and he leapt off, crashing into the window and falling on his leg. I immediately picked him up and saw he was not using his leg. I flipped him over and his right talon flopped to the side. it was freaking horrifying! I was swearing and cursing and I told my mom these exact words "mom, rico needs a vet like right now!" and I was mega-panicked! she was like "lee (not my actual name but my preferred name), what the *fudge* are you talking about?" I told her and we went to my room and showed her. she tried to tell me he was fine but I said "he isn't! look at his leg!" and I was on the verge of tears at this point. after about 20 minutes of arguing with my parents about whether he had to see a vet, they finally said "Okay, fine! we will see what they will do." and they walked out. I set up a hospital cage for him and put him in. there was 1 low rope perch, his food and water, and his favorite toy. fast forward a week of daily sobbing and the vet FINALLY drives here. I almost ran and slipped on the ice to them! help was here for him! he was gonna be saved! fast forward a month and a half to may 15th and he takes his last dose of meloxicam and flies from my hand to his cage! it was a miracle! the moment I hoped to see one day and the moment I awaited for 5 months had arrived and I witnessed it.
since then, he has been free and so happy! he is always playing, he sings almost daily, he loves his freedom and he is so much happier! his feathers used to have a bronzey brown/copper sheen to them and now he is off a seed diet and flies most days around my room with the prettiest feathers that look to be carved out of silver, obsidian, charcoal, marble, diamonds, and opals! no barbering, chewing, or plucking at all anymore, he is super curious about toys and most new foods, he is fascinated by many things like beetles, the tv remote (horizontal only), puzzles and more! I have never seen him happier and freer in my life and I love this version of him. also, seeing him fly is just stunning! especially in slo-mo! never clip a bird unless they have a disability that prevents flight or makes it dangerous. there is no other excuse.