So one week ago there was a great disturbance.
My birdie broke 3 of his by feathers from the tail, and I tought he was going to die. There were atually signs (quietness, etc) during the blood loss.
I got him to the vet some hours later, they took his feathers, and later that day boy got nice again, singing and giving me his head to pet.
I just want to say that since he arrived, times have been hard. All the trouble getting him the best conditions possible, the best food, toys, routines, his meds etc.
Reducing is plucking, take him off the neck collar, clean blood from broken tail, see the feathers growing and now out.
In resume: it gets hard sometimes.
But seeing happy, social, together it all the family, atually developed a lot of bonds.
Before he got here, as the owner couldn't have it anymore (oldlady) he tough to sell him, or giving him away. But then we strarted to think "the poor bird will go to a strange place, maybe negligent care".
Today I asked my father: "for how much money would you sell it today?"
His answer was not "no" or "millions", it was a simple: "Never".
It filled my heart...
No matter the bad parts, he's happy.