We have had Sadie for four months now, and while she is easy and wonderful, my lungs are not, so we are reluctantly trying to find her a forever home.
She came to us from a local woman who rescues birds. We know little about her past, only that she had been with someone for a long time and treated well, and then at a series of homes for shorter stays where she was not. She came to me cage bound and unwilling to be handled. She is neither now. She loves sitting on a perch in front of her cage. She loves being scritched while sitting on my knee. she is very quiet (except when calling for her flock in the evening). She does not talk. She is lovely and sweet and easy.
She had a recent health visit. she has very small calcium spots on her eyes. You can see them, and they do affect her vision somewhat, but she sees fine. She is a good eater but does prefer her starches (or I'm a lousy cook of veggies). Nothing makes her happier than a small piece of bread with peanut butter on it.
The doctor estimates that she is from eight to 15. She likes other birds, but was attacked by larger birds at her last home. She is small and somewhat timid. She doesn't pluck.
She is a great bird. If the right forever home means we have to ship her, it's not something I have ever done but would explore doing with advice from experts. If you are within driving range, there are also cages and perches that would go with her.
One little quirk that took me a while to figure out: I thought she was hormonal last week when I reached into the cage to pet her, and she began hyperventilating and cowering in the corner. A few hours later when she came out on her own, I reached for her and she nipped my hand. This was the first time she ever did this. I let her bed for a while but she did it again. It took me a day to figure it out, but the weather was warm out, and I had taken off my usual sweater. She is apparently afraid of my bare arms. As soon as I put my sweater on, she hopped on my hand and was her usual sweet and wonderful self. Just to be sure, the next day I reached in while wearing my t-shirt, and she again became afraid. Sweater on, and she was fine.
She is fine with our dog and she has never jumped off the cage.
Below is a photo of her on my knee. Feel free to pm me with any questions.
jeff
She came to us from a local woman who rescues birds. We know little about her past, only that she had been with someone for a long time and treated well, and then at a series of homes for shorter stays where she was not. She came to me cage bound and unwilling to be handled. She is neither now. She loves sitting on a perch in front of her cage. She loves being scritched while sitting on my knee. she is very quiet (except when calling for her flock in the evening). She does not talk. She is lovely and sweet and easy.
She had a recent health visit. she has very small calcium spots on her eyes. You can see them, and they do affect her vision somewhat, but she sees fine. She is a good eater but does prefer her starches (or I'm a lousy cook of veggies). Nothing makes her happier than a small piece of bread with peanut butter on it.
The doctor estimates that she is from eight to 15. She likes other birds, but was attacked by larger birds at her last home. She is small and somewhat timid. She doesn't pluck.
She is a great bird. If the right forever home means we have to ship her, it's not something I have ever done but would explore doing with advice from experts. If you are within driving range, there are also cages and perches that would go with her.
One little quirk that took me a while to figure out: I thought she was hormonal last week when I reached into the cage to pet her, and she began hyperventilating and cowering in the corner. A few hours later when she came out on her own, I reached for her and she nipped my hand. This was the first time she ever did this. I let her bed for a while but she did it again. It took me a day to figure it out, but the weather was warm out, and I had taken off my usual sweater. She is apparently afraid of my bare arms. As soon as I put my sweater on, she hopped on my hand and was her usual sweet and wonderful self. Just to be sure, the next day I reached in while wearing my t-shirt, and she again became afraid. Sweater on, and she was fine.
She is fine with our dog and she has never jumped off the cage.
Below is a photo of her on my knee. Feel free to pm me with any questions.
jeff
