maggenpie
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I've posted on the cockatoo thread about Gwynn, so a quick read there will give background - he's had a bad time, I haven't had him long and I'm still finding out why he's been through so many people in a short space of time.
This evening things were going really well. He was flying from the top of his cage across the room to me for food, happy and talking. I'd partly closed the curtains to reduce the risk of him flying into the windows. As the sun went down, seeing that he was fine, I decided to pull the curtains back to let more light in.
It was a Very Bad Thing. Because my windows are tall I use a cane to move the curtains. Gwynn has seen this performance every day, morning and night for the few days he's been with me. This time though, he was outside the cage and he took fright and, I thought at the time, flew into my face by accident. I spoke comfortingly and offered a titbit, he lunged and bit me. I turned my back and he flew at my head again and again, beak and claws. When he returned to his cage door, I left the room for a couple of minutes.
When I went back in, I greeted him, sat back down as if nothing had happened and offered food but he wouldn't come to me. I moved to a closer seat and put food on the back of another chair. Gradually he crept closer until he took the food. After that he took food from me and accepted a head scratch and settled as close to me as he could, and started beak grinding. Good, I thought, he's got over his fright and we're friends again.
Wrong. I suggested it was time for bed. Put a bowl of his favourite seed mix in his cage. He flew at my head, beak and claws again.
It was now getting dark, he should have been in his cage long ago but he was sitting on his door, refusing to go in. So I was wondering how to handle this. He wasn't going to like whatever I did and I hated the thought of setting back our relationship.
I got sneaky. I sprayed him with water until he got fed up and went in the cage. He didn't get cross with me, so no harm done. He's perfectly happy again now, having fed and was talking away - and sounding quite pleased with himself. Now he's singing our nightly settling down duet, all sweet again.
So, the big question - where do I go from here? Did I handle the situation wrong?
This evening things were going really well. He was flying from the top of his cage across the room to me for food, happy and talking. I'd partly closed the curtains to reduce the risk of him flying into the windows. As the sun went down, seeing that he was fine, I decided to pull the curtains back to let more light in.
It was a Very Bad Thing. Because my windows are tall I use a cane to move the curtains. Gwynn has seen this performance every day, morning and night for the few days he's been with me. This time though, he was outside the cage and he took fright and, I thought at the time, flew into my face by accident. I spoke comfortingly and offered a titbit, he lunged and bit me. I turned my back and he flew at my head again and again, beak and claws. When he returned to his cage door, I left the room for a couple of minutes.
When I went back in, I greeted him, sat back down as if nothing had happened and offered food but he wouldn't come to me. I moved to a closer seat and put food on the back of another chair. Gradually he crept closer until he took the food. After that he took food from me and accepted a head scratch and settled as close to me as he could, and started beak grinding. Good, I thought, he's got over his fright and we're friends again.
Wrong. I suggested it was time for bed. Put a bowl of his favourite seed mix in his cage. He flew at my head, beak and claws again.
It was now getting dark, he should have been in his cage long ago but he was sitting on his door, refusing to go in. So I was wondering how to handle this. He wasn't going to like whatever I did and I hated the thought of setting back our relationship.
I got sneaky. I sprayed him with water until he got fed up and went in the cage. He didn't get cross with me, so no harm done. He's perfectly happy again now, having fed and was talking away - and sounding quite pleased with himself. Now he's singing our nightly settling down duet, all sweet again.
So, the big question - where do I go from here? Did I handle the situation wrong?