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2006/7/28 Just checking inI haven't been logging on lately... been kind of busy with the fids (feathered kids) and Theo. Theo has had two seizures since I got him. The vet wants me to log them & he'll consider medicating him for them. Right now I shove .25mg of valium-like drug in his mouth when he's seizing. It's working beautifully. This last seizure lasted well over 2 minutes, though, and that's not good at all.
Theo is a very loving dog; he loves to stretch out his forelegs over my legs & cross them when I'm sitting on the couch. He seems almost human when he does this. He's such a smart boy; sad that he's got seizures & has cataracts. One cataract is mature & very opaque, while the other is still maturing. I bought an "Outward Hound" doggie seat for him to sit in when riding in the car. It has a blow-up pillow in the bottom so that the dog can see over the dash. He's also buckled in safely. He loves to take rides in it.
All the fids are doing fine. KiKo has gone from being a sweet, loving, little girl to a monster. She's molting right now, but I think the reason she's crabby so much is really my fault. By putting the birds to bed so late (sometimes 9 or 10 o'clock) I think I initiated a hormonal response telling her it's breeding season. I didn't do this on purpose; I've just been having a heck of a time getting everything done early enough. Now I'm changing cage bottoms in the afternoon so I can work ahead of myself & get everybody in bed by 7. Also, I bought a steam cleaner to help clean the cages & tile floor. That poop is hard to remove but the steamer just melts it away. And you only need water to do it! Conures are so sensitive to chemicals that this is really a great tool to have!
Anyway, after getting bit twice in the ear (and drawing blood, not to mention hurting like hell) I starting making KiKo stay in her cage more. She's only out under controlled conditions (although the last time she was out things got out of control quickly...). She bites hard, fast, & runs extremely fast. I have chased her around the house now more than twice in the past few weeks. Also, she has run up my arm to my shoulders before I could stop her. She did this yesterday. She wouldn't let me take her off, getting between my shoulder blades on my back. I did everything short of standing on my head to get her off. Finally, a towel slung over the shoulders enabled me to take her off. She hasn't been out since...
Dinky is finally molting & getting his scallops back on his chest. He's becoming so beautiful that I'm awed each time I look at him.
I am happy to say that Big Sammy is now a regular visitor to my shoulder. He's still hand-shy, but loves to sit on my shoulder & eat yogurt or watermelon. He has such a sweet tooth.
Jerry is my watchbird. He lets me know if anything is amiss in the birdroom. I can sit with him & preen feathers on his head after he's been up about 1/2 a day. Too bad conures can't drink coffee because he'd definitely benefit from a cup of java in the morning.
Little Sammy is becoming talkative & interactive with me, although he will still bite if I get too close. Today I had to steam clean around the base of 'his' manzanita tree (which he sits in about half the time) & he jabbered to me the whole time I was doing it. It's so wonderful to see him finally doing something besides sitting like a bump on a log & not moving or interacting with anyone at all. He was so watchful, withdrawn, and remote when I first got him. He's come a long, long, way.
Sox & Tuxie are doing great. They go in their cage at night when I ask them to. They seem to love their new home, although Tuxie has to challenge every single bird every single chance she gets. She's the local pit bull. (I refer to Tuxie as a 'she' but am almost sure Tux is a 'he'. Old habits die hard. I thought Tux was a girl because of the way Sox sheltered & fed her.)
BoBo is doing fine & is finally getting tired of his toybox. Or, to say it better, I think he's jealous of all the attention the fids are getting. He's demanding one-on-one attention lately, and today even tried to bite me because I was holding Luther. Otherwise, he's a perfect little boy.
Luther is coming along nicely. He's molting so heavily right now that he even stinks. I've been plopping him in the sink & wetting him down, then blow drying him. However, he's getting to wise to it & now fights to get out of the sink before I even have him in it. So, the spray bottle comes out & we do a modified shower. Blow dryer is optional. He won't let me help him with the copious amount of pin feathers he has on his head, unlike the other birds. He doesn't trust me yet. His previous owner said she could only help him preen on occasion, when, and if, he was in good mood. She held him like a baby in a towel & rubbed his tummy. If lucky, she could get at some of the sheaths ready to come out on his head. I don't do the towel thing, though, because I have this belief that this position is not natural for a parrot & puts them in such an exposed state that they are greatly intimidated by it. Some people says it merely shows trust. I don't agree.
Lastly, Tacha is turning out to be a real sweetheart. She asks for more of my time than I can give her, but is thrilled to be on my shoulder when I will allow it. She licks my neck with her tongue & preens my hair. What a sweetie.
Gotta go. Hope you enjoyed the update; I'll put up more pics when I get a chance to take them. Cindi.
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