My Phoe ended up plucking out every feather he could get to. He was a happy bird, he received lots of attention, lots of out time, a good diet and always had his best buddy, Jax by his side. Jax is also a plucker, but thankfully not as serious about it as Phoe was.
Phoe was my heart bird, and I thought he was beautiful just the way he was.
So many people turn away from adopting a plucker, and I wish they knew what they are missing out on.
Sadly since Phoe passed, Jax has really gone to town on his chest feathers. He still calls for Phoe at least once a week.
Phoe was my heart bird, and I thought he was beautiful just the way he was.
So many people turn away from adopting a plucker, and I wish they knew what they are missing out on.
Sadly since Phoe passed, Jax has really gone to town on his chest feathers. He still calls for Phoe at least once a week.