Puddings & Toyboys

A blog about my beautiful budgies.

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Hard headrest

Recently, Lennie has been using the lantern mirror as a headrest.  It does not look terribly comfortable to me but he seems content with it.

 

When he’s not in a snoozing mood, he likes to play with the beads attached to the mirror:

 

It is a well-liked mirror & both Lennie & Perry enjoy a chat with it too.

 

The hot corner & the chilly window perch

Atilla is still very unwell. ūüė¶

We have a routine now.¬† Each morning, after freshening up the paper at the bottom of the Manor, & replenishing seed pots & water, I then clear Atilla’s poop from her lump.¬† I usually wait for her to move a bit before doing this.¬† If she is ever sleeping restfully then I leave her be.¬† In fact, surprisingly, for the most part, Cagney leaves her be too.

The electric blanket is still over the Manor.¬† I am constantly assessing whether it should be on & if it is on, what temperature it should be.¬† On one corner I have thrown over one of my fleece tops.¬† I call this the “hot corner“.¬† Atilla will often sleep there, on the wide perch, leaning on the side of the cage.¬† She has lost weight so heat is important for her.

Occasionally, usually inspired by the toyboys, she decides to have a little outing from the manor for a change.  She is weak so the Hand Navigation System (HNS) works well.  A few days ago I was taking some photos of the toyboys messing about on top of the spare/folding cage.  Atilla wanted to join in & came out onto the landing platform.  With a little help she was able to mooch about herself on the spare cage & spend some time nibbling the iodine block in the little cardboard box.

Today, the boys were having a silly half hour, whizzing around the room, doing laps, doing strange loops & twists & generally letting off some steam.  They then spent some time at the window.  I could see Atilla peeking out from the Manor, looking at them tap, tap, tapping with their little feet around on the window sill.  I called out to her & she seemed to respond so I went up & offered her my finger which she readily took.  It was time for another little outing.  This time she wanted to go over to the window.  She did not even go there when she was well.

She sat on my finger, acclimatising to the new view, & then settled on the window perch for a little while.¬† But she kept looking down…. she wanted to go where she had seen the boys tap, tap, tapping!¬† So, the HNS came into play again & I lowered her down.¬† She did a little of her own tap, tap, tapping.¬† Then she wanted to go on the fish tank (another play-haunt of the boys) & managed a brief chew of a lollipop stick.

After all that activity Atilla wanted a rest, & was happy to sit on the window perch again, preferably close to Cagney.  She looked a little cold away from the electric blanket so I can only assume she wanted some warmth.  At one point, when she was dozing, I had my hand underneath her & my other hand over her (a fraction above, not touching) to keep her warm.

The whole window outing probably lasted about an hour.  Back at the Manor, she had a little seed & then rested.

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Hopalong Cagney

Cagney holding his right foot up slightly

Yesterday morning, when I woke Atilla & the toyboys up, I was alarmed to see Cagney stumbling about.

When I stopped to observe him, I could see he was struggling to put weight on his right leg.  It did not look red or swollen.  However, he was not able to stretch his left wing out as that would mean having to balance on his right leg to allow his left leg to stretch out behind him. When walking along the perch he limped.

He seemed in good spirits though.¬† Atilla was still “in bed” (on the bedtime swing) & in fact, got up much later than usual but Cagney still managed to supply her with breakfast in bed…. several times.¬† When she finally got up, Cagney managed to persuade her to partake in some hanky-panky, so his dodgy leg was clearly not holding him back in that department.

By chance, I was not able to let them out for a fly during the day which I think was a good thing as it gave Cagney a chance to rest his leg.¬† Whenever sat still on the perch (not that often, to be honest….) he would hold his right foot up.¬†

Hanky-panky still possible

Early evening, they were let out & Cagney had a good fly around as usual.  He seemed to be landing without any problems, but was still holding his foot up & limping when walking along.  When he sat on my finger, I could feel him resting his right foot lightly on my finger.  It certainly was not gripping tightly like his left foot.  More rest needed, I thought.

An early night was in order, so I locked them up fairly early.  At one point, when I came out the kitchen, Cagney was on the platform perch, looking at me with a pleading & slightly panicky look in his eyes. I opened up the Manor door & he came out & did about 8 or 9 mad laps of the room & went back in again.  Clearly, he was not quite ready to be locked up for bed.

Dodgy right foot

To me, it looks like Cagney has fallen or landed awkwardly on his foot & has sprained it.  Something similar happened to Raspy & after a few days she was fine.  Hopefully Cagney will be back to normal soon.