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Perry’s Pleasurable Places

Following on from my post on Lennie’s pleasurable places,  I will attempt to balance things out by reporting on Perry’s pleasurable places. Perry has not been anywhere near as prolific as Lennie in the wiggle/jiggle department, but has indulged nevertheless.  His first foray into this habit was with the red mirror.

28th February 2017 – The red mirror.

 

However, Perry’s current preferred pleasurable place is the green peg (below).

26th June 2017 – The green peg.

 

I choose to believe this behaviour is completely normal. 🙂

Perry

 

 

Lennie’s Pleasurable Places

This post has been a long time coming & because of that, is quite long & video heavy.  Warning over!

From early on, Lennie began to wiggle & jiggle when & where he could.  He has come across as experimental but it is possible he has just not been fussed & made the most of whatever was available at the required time.  In the following videos you can get a flavour of his open-mindedness.

1st December 2016 – Raffia toy.

 

14th December 2016 – Perch, holding onto millet.

 

22nd December 2016 – White seed feeder.

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The last weeks and days in the life of Phineas (2 of 3)

After Phinny’s visit to the vet, he was a bit subdued.  He welcomed having his cheek feathers ruffled.  At one point, he was on the Manor landing platform, leaning over as I ruffled his feathers & this went on for about 20 minutes – in fact, he almost fell asleep.

The following morning (Saturday), Phineas initially appeared fine as he came to the front perch to greet me, but as the morning wore on, he got more & more listless & barely ate anything.  I was offering food to him.  Sometimes he ate a few seeds.  A couple of times he chomped on some carrot.

Despite being out of sorts, at around 15:30 he managed to have a jiggy-jiggy.  It was not as long drawn out as usual but I took it as a positive sign, though he did have to rest afterwards.  In the evening, he appeared to rally & ate some bedtime seed & instigated a chat with Dalai.

The next day, on the Sunday, he was much better though still a little quiet.  He was eating by himself but not as much as usual, so I offered food as well.  I took the time that day to rearrange Dalai’s quarantine cage (that had not yet been removed, even though I cannot remember the last time he went in there) into a recovery cage for Phineas after his surgery.  I padded the bottom, put rope perches in & also put in his favourite ttmss swing.

 

The day of his surgery (6th September) came quickly.  That morning, Phineas was in good spirits.  He had been preening my finger, regurgitating & more importantly, fitted in a jiggy-jiggy.  As the time approached, I managed to lock Bezukhov & Dalai in the Villa & Phineas in the manor, where I could catch him to put him in the travel cage.   You can see from the (last) video I took of him in the travel cage (below) that he was lively & alert.

At the vet hospital, we were seen by a nurse who explained what would happen.  I signed the papers authorising the surgery.  Phinny was stressed by the journey & was panting.  I attached his water bottle that had Guardian Angel in it (a tonic). We said our good byes.  I cried leaving him.  There is always a risk with surgery but this seemed the only option.

We returned home to wait.  They would ring when he was in recovery.  If I had not heard in about 3 hours, I was to ring them.

 

To be continued…

 

 

Zero by Ten

Last month I reported that Phineas likes to have two hand jives by ten o’clock.  He had begun to moult & had reduced his two jives to one.  However, his moult has gradually got heavier & now there are zero jives by ten o’clock.  Despite this departure from normal routine, he does managed to fit in a jiggy at some point in the day, whether it is the afternoon or early evening.

Here is the man in all his jiggying glory:

 

 

 

Two by Ten

Is it ten o'clock yet?

It’s ten o’clock already?

 

Since I last reported on the return of Phineas being randy, he has continued with his hand jiving.  We have settled into a routine where he has two jiggys by ten o’clock.

I find that if he does not have his required quota by a certain time then he can be unbearable to live with!

Just recently, he has been moulting so we are currently down to one jiggy by ten o’clock but I anticipate the return to two jiggys by ten o’clock quite soon.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Two month hiatus

Phineas is randy again.

Phineas

Phineas

Towards the end of October, Phineas lost the urge to do the jiggy-jiggy hand jive.  Along with this, he also stopped regurgitating.  This coincided with his moult.  Last year, the hiatus lasted around 5-6 weeks.  This time it lasted just over two months.  He broke it on the 28th December with a jiggy-jiggy that he progressed, with a flourish, to the final deposit stage.  Since then, he has begun regurgitating again & is demanding more of my attention.

Phineas is back to his version of ‘normal’.  It is early stages but this appears to mean that ruffling of cheek feathers is now not acceptable.  When he started letting me ruffle his feathers, I looked for an opportunity to do this each day & so we developed a routine.  Now, when I try to do this he does not respond – he just moves his head away.  It is entirely possible I may have to wait until his big moult next September/October before feather ruffling will happen again!

 

 

 

Guarding the Hand

As mentioned previously, since Cagney’s passing, Phineas has barely missed a beat regarding his daily regurgitating & hand-jive activities.

My right hand is the preferred location for jiggy-jiggy, as are the fingers & thumb.  Phineas is under the impression that because he is attached to my right hand/fingers & thumb, that everyone else is interested too.  This means he has to protect my hand from possible invaders.

Over time, he has become slightly less territorial over my fingers; he can regurgitate with someone sitting in the background without having to keep stopping to warn off that other presence.  My hand, with the associated activity of the hand jive is a different matter though.  When he is ‘in the mood’, he has to make sure no one comes within a certain radius of my hand.  The more ‘in the mood’ he gets, the more protective & territorial he gets.  Because of this tendency to aggression I usually engineer a hand jiggy-jiggy session in the cage.  This has two benefits.  The first is that he is more likely to finish ‘the job’ without having to keep stopping to warn off others.  The second is that whoever shows an interest is less likely to be thumped.

Sometimes, when Phineas is extra-hyper, & slamming against the side of the cage to warn off would-be competition, I cover the cage over so he can concentrate on the deed.

Phineas

Phineas

 

Unfortunately, we now have an added complication in that Bezukhov has moved in with Phineas, albeit just being overnight stays.  I dare not allow relations with my hand whilst Bezukhov is in the same, confined vicinity.  This means that when Phineas wants to boogie-woogie, this either has to be done outside the cage, with Bezukhov locked in, or in the cage, with Bezukhov locked out!  Usually Phineas wants rumpy-pumpy first thing in the morning after a long, jiggy-free night.  Like I say… it is an added complication…

 

Getting by without Cagney

Things here have been a bit odd. We are still working out how to function without Cagney.

Bezukhov & Phineas on the window perch

Bezukhov & Phineas on the window perch

Bezukhov & Phineas sleeping on the playgym

Bezukhov & Phineas sleeping on the playgym

Phineas, it must be said, barely lost a beat with his regurgitating & jiggying.  The only slight change in Phinny’s behaviour was first thing in the morning.  When I uncover him he usually has his first morning regurgitation. For at least two weeks after Cagney’s passing, Phineas chatted to my finger, but  did not regurgitate. However, he wanted his morning jiggy-jiggy as usual, & once he had that, regurgitation resumed as normal (near constant throughout the day!)  Normal morning regurgitation returned on the 4th October.

Bezukhov has a harder road to travel & at times it shows. During the day he attempts to engage with Phineas (not always successfully).  He has been sitting on my finger more.  Normally he would just use my finger to either get to someplace else or to get closer to food, but he has been sitting quietly preening.  He has also been spending more time on the window perch.

Despite Bezukhov’s best efforts, he & Phineas still operate separately.  For example, they eat together but one in the Manor & one in the Ferplast.

On the subject of food, another change is that Bezukhov can now eat the oats in the seed mix – Cagney always ate them first

 

 

Poopy pictures

When I am working, I sit at the table in the corner of the room.  I have my back to the wall & face the room, with a good view of all the feathery goings-on.

Cagney, Bezukhov & Phineas also have a good view of me sitting there.  This only appears to be of importance to Phineas.  He knows exactly where I am if he requires my attention.  The attention is usually for one of two things: a regurgitation session or a hand jive session.

In the video below, you can see Phinny hanging off the side of the Manor, willing me to go over.  The reason he keeps running off to the right is because he wants me to go to a specific regurgitation/jiggy-jiggy location.

 

You will also notice he flies towards me at one point.  This happens if I am not quick enough to attend to him.  He does repeated flyovers until I succumb to his will.

Over time, I have noticed a gradual arc of poops in my working corner, corresponding to his flyovers.  I have found poop on my papers, on my laptop, around the wall & on my pictures.  I am amazed that of all these poops, not one has landed on me.  Yet.

 

Who?  Me?

Who? Me?

 

A tentative jiggy

No kissy-kissy today then?

No kissy-kissy today then?

Nope... I'm just not in the mood...

Nope… I’m just not in the mood…

Ironically, not long after my posting in September about Phineas & his morning constitutional, he abruptly stopped all this activity.  No hand jive, no boogie-woogie-ing, no experimental positions & no regurgitating.  He all but ignored me completely & mostly, although not exclusively, took to his bed.

As the days turned into long weeks I wondered what had caused this apparent personality change…

  • Could he be ill?  Naturally, I studied his poop more closely than usual but when there were a spate of not-so-wonderful poops, he would confuse me by following up with some perfectly normal poops.  Apart from the extra sleeping, he seemed fine.
  • Perhaps it was down to his moult?  His moult, though significant, was not quite in the same league as Cagney’s moult.  Could a moult produce such a major change in his demeanor?
  • Maybe Phinny’s behaviour was a side effect of Cagney’s heavy moult?  Did Phinny not find Cagney as attractive with all those pin feathers on his head?  (I would like to think that Phinny is not that shallow!)  Or maybe Phineas was less inspired to indulge in hanky-panky when his beloved was so obviously suffering?

Who knows?

All I do know is that three days ago, Phineas had a tentative jiggy-jiggy on my hand.  I felt relief.  If his 5-6 weeks in the barren, passionless wilderness were a result of one or all of the above, I was just pleased he had come through it & was beginning to exhibit some ‘normal’ Phineas behaviour.

Yesterday morning he seemed pleased at my offer of a finger through the bars for regurgitation & then he indicated he wanted more.  I put my hand in to see if he wanted his morning constitutional & he jumped right on!  He was clearly out of practice & was quite ‘gentle’ but somehow it still felt right.

Today he once again wanted an in-cage jiggy-jiggy but this time completed the ‘job’.

I'm back!

I’m back!

Welcome back, Phineas!