Regular followers of this blog will be familiar with the legendary Sharing Sausages, who, over the years, graciously shared their wild grass with my flock. Here is a tribute post to them written by follower rosebudgie.
THE LEGENDARY IAN AND MARSHALL (not forgetting Eric …)
It had been many years since I’d had budgies in my life, and by 2007 the pressure was building. Then I saw this picture on a forum:
Ian on the left
I can’t say for sure, because there was a whole brood of similar chicks, but I’ve always felt that Ian was the budgie on the left: there’s a certain look in his eye … Anyhow, I drove to Oxford to meet the family (born in a big cage in a living room) and chose Ian to take away with me. Even before I got him home, I realised that, as I worked full-time, it would be crazy to try to keep a budgie on his own, and that I would need to return to Oxford as soon as possible to get him a friend.
Ian was absolutely over the moon when I brought his brother Marshall back the following Saturday: kissing him, preening him … he couldn’t get enough of him. It’s remembering this that has totally convinced me that, in the vast majority of cases, budgies do need to be with budgies.
Ian as a baby
Marshie as a baby
For the next ten years, Ian and Marshie colonized the living room. Theoretically their home was the Mini Manor but, especially in their younger years, most of the time they were out and about, flying from cage top to picture frame to window perch to curtain rail, tearing the leaves off my (non-toxic-to-budgies) house plant till it was completely naked.
From the window they would observe the seasons changing:
Ian & Marshall looking out the window
Ian on the window perch
Marshall on the crane’s beak
And they particularly loved to kiss and canoodle in the curtains:
Ian and Marshall canoodling
As they got older, podgier and lazier, even though the cage was usually left open, they often couldn’t be bothered to leave it after an initial morning flight. I set up a webcam so that, when I was at work, I and their other fans (including, of course, Sweetpea) could watch them eating, snoozing and – in Ian’s case particularly – loudly addressing the nation from the perch in full view of the camera.
Apart from the odd spat, the boyz got on wonderfully well – Read more of this post