Mike
New member
Well, she's here! Mardy has come home and is doing great in her new cage and with her new playground. She's had her initial healthcheck and has no signs of parasites or other common psitacine problems. We also had her sexed. SHE is a healthy seven month old female.
I've had her cage and playground in my home office, just like I had my daughter's Sun Conure before. Mardy is amazing! She's like a puppy. Her favorite position is to be perched on my arm with her beak holding onto my shirt front and one of her feet wrapped up around her head. It's almost like she's sucking her thumb--except she has no thumb--and she can't suck.
She chews through wooden toys like a birdie buzz saw. I've already had to replace one perch and I'm about to have to replace two more. I have a dangly plastic baby toy hanging close to the grill at the bottom of her cage. She lays on her back with her feet above her, tangled in the toy fighting it and growling--yes growling. It is so funny to see.
She loves cashews, but can (with difficulty) crack open a Brazil nut. I measured her at 36 inches long and 2.3 pounds. She is gaining weight.
Mardy's cage is open at the top all day long. She's not allowed on the floor, but three or four times a day she'll hop from the cage's seed catcher onto the floor, then walk over to my desk and start pecking at my feet. I pick her up and scold her, then put her back in her cage with the top closed. She hunches down when I'm scolding her as though she knows she's done something bad. After 5-10 minutes I open back up her cage--all is forgiven. She starts exploring everything all over again. She goes to bed when I cover her cage at 7:30pm and awakens when I start talking to her and removing the cover at 8:30am the next morning.
Oh, and what a talker--to be precise she's a mumbler. She mumbles constantly. I don't know if the mumbling will ever clear up into talking, but its so cute the way she's always talking to herself. I can sometimes understand when she says "hello", "thank you", and "love you" like the breeder had told me she could say. But most of the time she is just vocalizing syllable after syllable.
I know this must be a honeymoon period, because if Macaws were always like this everyone would have one--well, at least everyone would have a Greenwing.
Thanks for listening. I'm sure you all have similar stories about when the baby came home, but this one is mine--my moment in the daddy spotlight.
I've had her cage and playground in my home office, just like I had my daughter's Sun Conure before. Mardy is amazing! She's like a puppy. Her favorite position is to be perched on my arm with her beak holding onto my shirt front and one of her feet wrapped up around her head. It's almost like she's sucking her thumb--except she has no thumb--and she can't suck.
She chews through wooden toys like a birdie buzz saw. I've already had to replace one perch and I'm about to have to replace two more. I have a dangly plastic baby toy hanging close to the grill at the bottom of her cage. She lays on her back with her feet above her, tangled in the toy fighting it and growling--yes growling. It is so funny to see.
She loves cashews, but can (with difficulty) crack open a Brazil nut. I measured her at 36 inches long and 2.3 pounds. She is gaining weight.
Mardy's cage is open at the top all day long. She's not allowed on the floor, but three or four times a day she'll hop from the cage's seed catcher onto the floor, then walk over to my desk and start pecking at my feet. I pick her up and scold her, then put her back in her cage with the top closed. She hunches down when I'm scolding her as though she knows she's done something bad. After 5-10 minutes I open back up her cage--all is forgiven. She starts exploring everything all over again. She goes to bed when I cover her cage at 7:30pm and awakens when I start talking to her and removing the cover at 8:30am the next morning.
Oh, and what a talker--to be precise she's a mumbler. She mumbles constantly. I don't know if the mumbling will ever clear up into talking, but its so cute the way she's always talking to herself. I can sometimes understand when she says "hello", "thank you", and "love you" like the breeder had told me she could say. But most of the time she is just vocalizing syllable after syllable.
I know this must be a honeymoon period, because if Macaws were always like this everyone would have one--well, at least everyone would have a Greenwing.
Thanks for listening. I'm sure you all have similar stories about when the baby came home, but this one is mine--my moment in the daddy spotlight.
