Week 19

(remember that I still do not know Mardy's gender.  I'm simply using the male pronoun to make it easier to read this blog)

Our week has been eventful in our birdie kingdom.  Our Sun Conure Nigel is fully flighted now.  We got him a year ago and he has just completed a molt.  His feathers have grown out so his primary flight feathers are now new, and full length. 

Nigel has been testing his flying abilities around the house.  It started a few months ago with him maintaining altitude when he fell from the top of his cage.  The falling wasn't the problem.  He would often (from his point of view) lose grip while wrestling with one dastardly demon or another and would plummet to his feathery demise in the abyss deep below his aerie--or to put it less dramatically, Nigel would trip over a toy and flutter to the carpet below.  Nigel's toy playing is somewhat dramatic with his growling and screeching, so I thought the dramatized version of his exploits was warranted.

As I was saying, starting a few months ago Nigel's fluttering to the carpet began turning into his maintaining altitude for a few feet, before landing gently.  Gradually, over time he regained his confidence and flew more and more.  Today he still will not fly from one room to another.  We don't know why, but he'll fly to the doorway and then back to his cage or perch, then shriek for assistance.  If nobody comes, he'll do it again, and again, until someone comes and carries him into the next room.

As I write this blog Nigel is flitting back and forth between his cage and my shoulder.  He wants to play with me, but I'm busy on the computer.  The way we play is that Nigel will sit on one finger or thumb, while the other fingers attempt to touch or to brush his feathers.  He growls and nips at the fingers to keep them from touching him.  It starts out gently, but quickly becomes more of a pinch.  After a couple of minutes his pinches become bites and I usually have to break it off and move him back to his cage or perch.

Our Hahn's Macaw Henry is coming along.  My daughter has been target training him with a short dowel, a clicker, and a cashew.  She's making progress with him. 

A couple of days ago he was stepping off his cage and walking onto her leg.  Today she was even able to get him to step up onto her padded arm.  Make no mistake about it (my daughter certainly will not), Henry is still a biter--an aggressive biter at that.  She still has a way to go before she'll offer any bare skin for his beaky attention.

My wife's finches Remy and Nora (Nora is dressed in white) did their normal "finchy" stuff this week.  Basically, Remy and Nora serve as full time entertainment for my wife's cat Mirry (short for Miracle).  Their chirping and jumping around inside the cage drives Mirry CRAZY!  Remy and Nora really bring out Mirry's predator side.

Mardy has grown quite a bit.  Today's visit showed us a much more playful side of Mardy than we'd seen before.  When we walked back to the store room  where the breeder keeps Mardy's cage, Mardy had braced his right wing up behind his head.  It had the same appearance as if you took your right hand and reached back behind your head, then moved your hand down your backbone as far as you could reach.  Now take your left hand and hold it up as if to wave to someone across from you.  If you then relaxed and held that position you would kind of look like Mardy looked when we walked back there--really odd.  We took a couple of pictures while he held that position, then removed him from the cage.  He held that position as he stepped up, but then started beating his wings when he was out of the cage, so he lost that odd position.

I was able to get some pictures of Mardy's baby sister Holly today.  She's in a plastic tub with a warming lamp on her--the same arrangement they used for Mardy at that age.  I just seems like yesterday, but it must have been months since Mardy was that age.  They grow so quickly.  Only yesterday Mardy was in a tub, and pretty soon he'll be asking for the keys to the car!  Sigh!  My baby is growing up.

Mardy sat on my arm and enjoyed the normal petting we always do with him.  After a while Mardy started lifting the towel on my lap, so I took the hint and played peek-a-boo with him again.  He really seemed to enjoy it this week. 

Mardy was also much more talkative than before.  He doesn't speak very clearly, but you can make out a few of his vocalizations like: "thank you, hello, Mardy, and pretty boy."  My wife held Mardy for the first time in two months.  Not long, but I think she saw that he was really a gentle bird.

Mardy was also held by a couple of my daughter's friends.  Even the youngest was willing to pet Mardy this time.

Mardy kept climbing the shelves on each wall of the store room.  One time he fluttered to the floor and became aggravated when I tried to pick him up.  By the time I got him back on my lap he was pretty tired.  He put up a token fight when I went to put him back in his cage.  He does hate to see us go. 

Back at the breeders house Mardy has a larger cage with toys to play with.  The cage he is in at the store is smaller and has only a perch and a bowl of water.  The breeder goes back to play with Mardy throughout the day, but I don't think Mardy really enjoys his time in that smaller cage.

The breeder weighed Mardy at 2 pounds, 2 ounces, but that was just prior to a formula feeding.  The breeder thinks that Mardy would probably weigh about 2 and a half pounds after a feeding.

Mardy is fully feathered now.  That and his rambunctiousness has caused Mardy to tatter his tail feathers pretty badly.  It may not be pretty, but it is a sign that he is energetic and playful. 

Model not included

I'm hoping that when I get him home to his own very large cage, his playground, and his perch, that his feathers won't be brushing up against cage walls quite so much and that the beauty of his feathers will become more brilliant and more smoothly formed.

The breeder also says that Mardy is down to one feeding a day.  He's noticed Mardy taking in quite a bit of seed and pellets.  In an email the breeder told me that Mardy's crop was noticeably full one day and that when he felt Mardy's crop he could feel the graininess of the dry food inside.  Mardy only took 15cc's of formula that time, whereas he would normally have taken 120cc's.  I asked the breeder when he thought Mardy could safely come home with us.  Expecting the breeder to say next weekend, I was relieved when he stuck to his original estimate of the end of June.  Not that I don't want Mardy to come home yet, it's just that we are not yet ready to put his cage and playground in the locations we ultimately want them placed.

 A travel carrier I ordered came in last week, so we're ready to use it to bring Mardy home.  It's actually a metal dog carrier large enough for a full grown Macaw.  We also received a large bird playground I had ordered.  We haven't assembled it yet, because we have no place to put it.

I hope you're enjoying this blog.  I've enjoy writing it.  When Mardy grows up he'll be able to show it to his babies...