In a previous post, I mentioned how has never stepped onto a stick. We tried one day with devastating results, which left her petrified. :17:
The day my nephew stopped breathing, and was rushed into hospital, I spent the night at my brother's place looking after Nikita and Tyler.
Mishka was in the care of my two teen sons Sean and Steven. Needless to say, they struggled to get her out the cage, :28:
I always take her in and out with my hands only. It took them forever to get her out, leaving the door open, eventually Mishka climbed on top of her cage. They then placed her night cage, next to her big one. About 30 minutes later when Mishka got tired, she climbed down, and sat on top of her night cage. They had to bribe her with treats getting her into the night cage. :smile003:
Today the wholesaler where I purchase Mishka's pellets from, gave me a "pink" stick for her to step up onto.
I sat with her on my lap, with the stick nearby boy did her feathers ruffel at first. ropeller I sat there holding the stick with both hands, lifting it up saying mommy uppies mommy uppies, then lifting the stick upwards. with both hands. She flew off my lap at least 4 times petrified. :46:
I then had a "brain attack" and stayed on course.
I began to give the stick kisses saying "give me a kiss please" and kissing the stick, continued with this for about 1 hour. :bigkiss:
A little while later Mishka walked up to the stick said "give me a kiss please" gave the stick a kiss, and stepped on to the stick and stayed there.
I then took her into my guys bedroom, still standing on the stick. Steven then took the stick from me, and remained on the stick, looking so please with herself.
I reckon my "bird brain" is a little larger than now
Oh yeah great news, :jumping40 the wholesaler just returned from Germany, where he purchased many stimulating toys for birds, guess I have to wait for him to unpack them
The day my nephew stopped breathing, and was rushed into hospital, I spent the night at my brother's place looking after Nikita and Tyler.
Mishka was in the care of my two teen sons Sean and Steven. Needless to say, they struggled to get her out the cage, :28:
I always take her in and out with my hands only. It took them forever to get her out, leaving the door open, eventually Mishka climbed on top of her cage. They then placed her night cage, next to her big one. About 30 minutes later when Mishka got tired, she climbed down, and sat on top of her night cage. They had to bribe her with treats getting her into the night cage. :smile003:
Today the wholesaler where I purchase Mishka's pellets from, gave me a "pink" stick for her to step up onto.
I sat with her on my lap, with the stick nearby boy did her feathers ruffel at first. ropeller I sat there holding the stick with both hands, lifting it up saying mommy uppies mommy uppies, then lifting the stick upwards. with both hands. She flew off my lap at least 4 times petrified. :46:
I then had a "brain attack" and stayed on course.
I began to give the stick kisses saying "give me a kiss please" and kissing the stick, continued with this for about 1 hour. :bigkiss:
A little while later Mishka walked up to the stick said "give me a kiss please" gave the stick a kiss, and stepped on to the stick and stayed there.
I then took her into my guys bedroom, still standing on the stick. Steven then took the stick from me, and remained on the stick, looking so please with herself.
I reckon my "bird brain" is a little larger than now
Oh yeah great news, :jumping40 the wholesaler just returned from Germany, where he purchased many stimulating toys for birds, guess I have to wait for him to unpack them