A blog about my beautiful budgies.
18 September 2014Posted by on
It is moulting time again.
Certainly for Bezukhov.
Overnight he lost 3 spot feathers. He looks a little lop-sided now. He has also lost 3 flight feathers. During the day more & more feathers have fallen. He gives a little shake & they drop around him. By yesterday evening, his belly was already looking ruffled & tatty. Poor boy.
16 September 2014Posted by on
Phineas is still very much into doing the hand jive. He will jiggy-jiggy at least once a day & would most probably be happy fitting more sessions in if he could. I had previously posted that he was right-handed/winged/clawed so the majority of his jiggling takes place on my right hand & the left hand is only used in emergencies.
So, Phineas is very much a creature of habit. However, in the last few weeks he has been experimenting! He still favours my right hand but he sometimes attempts to change position.
The normal position is that he rubs his bottom along my ring finger. He clutches onto the bottom of my ring finger with his right foot & his left foot holds onto my index finger. All very good… apart from when his right foot clenches so hard that blood supply is almost stopped to my ring finger….
The new position entails rubbing his bottom along the outside of my little finger. It feels very strange to me so it must have a great novelty factor for Phinny! In this position, his feet flounder a bit as they naturally gravitate to my palm, so their positions can vary. Sometimes, he starts off in the normal position, then moves to the little finger position & if he cannot get purchase quick enough, will revert to the normal position to ‘finish the job’.
However, there have been a few occasions when he has managed to complete the job in the new position. To prove this, I present a photo of evidence, showing his deposit left on my little finger. In the normal position it is left on the side of my ring finger.
BTW, who knew, when I started this blog, that I would be writing about these kind of things! Thanks a bunch, Phineas!
14 September 2014Posted by on
As we know, Phineas loves Cagney. Although Cagney likes to flirt with Phinny occasionally, he is otherwise ‘not into him’.
This morning, Phineas unusually, did not have an in-cage jiggy-jiggy but seemed satisfied with regurgitation. I made a mental note of this…. he would surely need a ‘service’ at some point during the day. When it came to out-of-cage time, Phinny was indeed quite hyper. It did not take long for him to initiate a boogie-woogie session on my hand.
Cagney was interested in his progress but that is not unusual. Whilst Phinny is busy jiggling about on my hand, Cagney jumps on my thumb to shout encouragement & often at this point Bezukhov will come to investigate too.
However, today events took a surprising turn.
Cagney showed extra interest! As he was getting excited, Bezukhov came & sat on my other hand but Cagney chased him away, then quickly returned to a fluffed up, frenzied Phinny & jumped on his back!!!
Phineas was not prepared for this new development (though he may have dreamt of it many times!) & lost his balance & fell off my hand & landed, fortunately, on my soft slippers. Cagney meanwhile, also fell as Phinny disappeared from underneath him, but remembered he had wings & flew to the manor.
Both Phineas & Cagney reconvened on top of the manor & proceeded to regurgitate. It was not clear who was feeding who but Cagney definitely did a few head bobs so may well have contributed.
When all was finished, Cagney retired into the manor & sat with his mate Bezukhov. I kept a close eye on Bezukhov afterwards as I did not like the thought of him being left out, or rather feeling left out.
After all the activity, Phineas was hot; his wings were away from his body to cool him down. All seemed to return to ‘normal’, though I am not sure what ‘normal’ means here anymore!
13 September 2014Posted by on
Two years ago today, our leader Atilla made her way to rainbow bridge.
In the photo above she was only two months old.
She is still very much in our thoughts.
Love you very much, my dear girl.
8 September 2014Posted by on
I was going to reserve these photos for the Weird poses & funny faces post but felt they needed their very own post. Here is Cagney preening & getting into some interesting positions:
6 September 2014Posted by on
It has become a bit of a ritual. On uncovering Phineas in the morning, he is usually eager to regurgitate to my finger but this is quickly followed by the need to jiggy-jiggy. He gets very, very, very restless & keeps looking at the cage door as that is where my hand will enter. As soon as I put my hand in, he is on & ready for his ‘constitutional’… his budgie boogie-woogie… his ‘service’…. his hand jive.
We usually get this ‘job’ out of the way first thing. Often, I leave the cover half on as then he is not distracted by Cagney & Bezukhov, cheering him on. If that happens, he has to stop his jiggying & look across to the Manor to make sure he is not missing anything. All those stops & starts can make me miss a whole episode of Frasier! And of course he is not missing anything because he is having a one-budgie-band party in his own cage, albeit with the assistance of my hand!
After his ‘service’, we then have an extended regurgitation session. When this is over, he needs food & water & then mostly can get down to the business of relaxing. He just cannot relax if he is bursting to jiggy! Perhaps he has OCD as well as RBS…
Oh, I nearly forgot…. Good Morning, Phineas!
16 August 2014Posted by on
Sometimes, when the toyboys are otherwise engaged, Phineas will tear himself away from monitoring them (mostly Cagney) & have a swing on the swinging perch. He usually chooses the lower rung to do this. He may even have a chat with the handsome dude in the mirror.
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Last night there was a disturbance. Unusually, it was Bezukhov who started it, though what ‘it’ was, I am still unclear about.
It was late, around 11pm. They were all covered: Cagney & Bezukhov in the manor & Phineas in the Ferplast. The earlier bedtime routine had been uneventful. All seemed well. I was relaxing, watching the television (on mute, of course). Suddenly there was a flapping, a disturbance. I hurriedly turned the lamp on & investigated.
When I peered into the manor, I could see Bezukhov on the lower perch, panting & with his wings open. Had he had a night fright? Had he fallen asleep & somehow lost his grip & toppled off his perch? Who knows? My immediate task was to calm him down & get him back next to his mate Cagney. I opened the main front door of the manor & put my finger there for him to step up. He did not move. I talked gently to him, blinking slowly to calm him down. Cagney was still in his bedtime spot but wide-eyed & looking down at Bezukhov. Cagney soon relaxed but it took longer for Bezukhov to move.
Finally, he stepped onto my finger & as I moved him up to the loft area, inexplicably, Cagney panicked. Why, I do not know. He flapped about & found his way out the manor door, whilst Bezukhov, in the chaos, landed back down on a low perch.
Cagney flew about the room & landed on the playgym. Moments after, Bezukhov joined him. So, it was past 11pm & now the toyboys were both sat on the playgym, seemingly not wanting to be in their cage.
At this point I checked on Phineas. He had dismounted the ttmss swing that he had been asleep on & was now on another perch, looking confused. I uncovered him a bit so he could see what was going on. I also uncovered the manor to put it in pre-bedtime state in hope it would appear more enticing to the toyboys.
After Cagney & Bezukhov recovered, with a bit of shaking of feathers & preening, they flew to the plant pot stand & then onto the Ferplast to talk to Phineas. All seemed fine. Neither toyboy appeared to have any injury from the unplanned flapping about.
They all seemed quite lively at this point, Cagney & Bezukhov even doing a lap of the room. I might add that it is still very hot here, even at night, so I was surprised they wanted to be so active. I thought I would let them get it out of their system before attempting to get them to bed (again). After a while I could see Cagney’s eyes closing & it was not long before they both willingly stepped up & were transported back inside the manor.
Night night, my lovely boys.
Oh… I might add that prior to the ‘disturbance’, Bezukhov had tried & failed three times to usurp Cagney from the prime bedtime position. After the ‘disturbance’, Bezukhov had prime bedtime position. Makes you think…. doesn’t it….