jtidwell
New member
- Mar 8, 2016
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- Parrots
- Charlie (Hahn's macaw, 25 years old), and Hope (Eclectus, 15 years old)
Hello, all! I'm a long-time parrot owner who just adopted an Eclectus hen a few weeks ago. I'm confident that everything will eventually be okay, but these first weeks are kind of rough, so some support from knowledgeable Ekkie parronts would be very welcome.
Meet Hope! She's a 15-year-old hen who's been through three homes and two rescues. She is a feather plucker. She lost her most recent home because she is reputedly a biter. She toe-taps and wing-flips. She has a minor respiratory infection (came that way from the rescue, sadly), for which we have to feed her antibiotics twice a day. Basically, we have All The Eclectus Problems!
...except for one. She has the absolute sweetest, most darling little personality you can imagine. Yes, she holds a grudge against the dreaded towel, and she will glare at me for hours after her morning med doses. But eventually she warms up and comes out for companionship. I adore her. So do my husband and 9-year-old son (who is gentle and reliable, unlike many boys his age).
So -- yeah. She's upstairs toe-tapping now, when she should be sleeping. Is it the antibiotic we started a few days ago? Is it the stress of the twice-daily towel? Is it the stress of yet another rehoming? Is it the Harrison's pellets that make up half her diet? Too much this? Not enough that? Stay tuned. We're settling in for a long ride with this girl.
Thanks for letting me ramble.
Meet Hope! She's a 15-year-old hen who's been through three homes and two rescues. She is a feather plucker. She lost her most recent home because she is reputedly a biter. She toe-taps and wing-flips. She has a minor respiratory infection (came that way from the rescue, sadly), for which we have to feed her antibiotics twice a day. Basically, we have All The Eclectus Problems!
...except for one. She has the absolute sweetest, most darling little personality you can imagine. Yes, she holds a grudge against the dreaded towel, and she will glare at me for hours after her morning med doses. But eventually she warms up and comes out for companionship. I adore her. So do my husband and 9-year-old son (who is gentle and reliable, unlike many boys his age).
So -- yeah. She's upstairs toe-tapping now, when she should be sleeping. Is it the antibiotic we started a few days ago? Is it the stress of the twice-daily towel? Is it the stress of yet another rehoming? Is it the Harrison's pellets that make up half her diet? Too much this? Not enough that? Stay tuned. We're settling in for a long ride with this girl.
Thanks for letting me ramble.