Too close for comfort

[DRB]

And no I am not talking about the TV show from the early 80s.

Little background on my home and set up. Single, no kids, no roommates, just me and Perjo. So as a single guy I don't get to elaborate with how I do some daily routines, like eating and where or what I use. I often have a plate, a bowl a glass and some silverware on the counter drying after I wash them from using them.

So I'm in my kitchen with is 25-30 feet and a full room and hallway with two arches away from Perjo's cage. She out of the cage just doing her thing on the perches etc. I hear the wings a flapping and I'm thinking OK she's heading to her new favorite landing spot, the dining room. She usually ends up on the table or floor under the window. To my surprise she takes the extra left turn and ends up on my kitchen counter, clumsily landing on some siverware. She let our her "phew" whislte a few times, and quicly looked to climg up my arm to get to the safety of my shoulder.

I put her back near her cage and went back into the kitchen to straighten up where she landed. I realized I had a large chef's knife on the counter.

Let's just say I no longer keep any dishes, glass or silverware on my counter.

That would be a mistake I would really be mad at myself about, even if it was just a cut.

I might have to spend more time on getting her better trained for flight, and only flight on command.

 

[GaleriaGila]

I feel ya, DRB...
I try to practice what I call "creative parnoia"... imagine/fantasize the worst possibilitirs, plan accordingly. And I STILL get a scare now and then.
Thanks for this.

 

[AmyMyBlueFront]

I don't have to worry about this with Amy,since she is clueless about flying and I am in the same situation as you DRB (single/no roomie/just me and Amy and The Beebs).
And BB has just begun to really test his arms,but isn't very good at it,and he seeks me out when I'm not in view. Mostly,he'll walk/run down the hall from the living room,turn right at the end,and walk past the bathroom towards the kitchen...THEN when he see's me,it's chirp chirp chirp FLAPFLAPFLAP my way .
Nine times out of ten,he crash lands/skids onto my counter top,and who knows what I'll be doing there! ( making brekky/lunch for them).
There could be a hot skillet with scrambled beggs for them,or anything else.
Now I have to be alert,even when he's not initially there,coz who knows when he is going to make his grand appearance! :25:


Jim

 

[Owlet]

Oh geez I had my own close encounter today. I had my door room open and Lincoln was wandering around on the floor like he likes to do. Usually it's fine and I keep an eye on him but I got distracted by something and it wasn't until like 10 minutes later that I didn't see or hear him. Looked all around my room and no go. Looked in the spare room across from mine, nope. He had wandered all the way down the hall into my parents room and when I found him he looked like he was very lost. I'm so glad the dogs didn't wander upstairs and happen upon him. They're good /gentle dogs but they're part lab so I can't trust them with birds or small animals. Next time I'll be sure to pay more attention. Glad he had fun though