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Puddings & Toyboys
A blog about my beautiful budgies.
Tag Archives: separation
Separation
16 July 2013
Posted by on It was with a heavy heart that I decided to split up my flock.
After the mayhem that I last reported on, I decided they needed some cooling off, some downtime, some peace. Oh wait…. that may have been me that needed those things….. Actually, I felt their behaviour left me with little choice. So, Cagney & Bezukhov have been temporarily moved to my bedroom, leaving Phineas & Thomas in the lounge. In a way this is reverting back to an earlier stage of quarantine.
The logic of this new arrangement is to see if Phineas & Thomas can get on together & then I can perhaps introduce them to Cagney & Bezukhov (again) as mates. Perhaps this will make a difference? Only time will tell.
Fortunately, the toyboys have settled well in the bedroom. They were out & comfortably flying around the room quickly. Because of a lack of landing areas they do a lap or two & return to the manor each time. Surprisingly, so far I have only found one tiny toyboy poop on my pillow. I would prefer a mint but I am not complaining….
Day one of only Phineas & Thomas in the lounge resulted in Phineas knocking about the room all day by himself whilst Thomas chose to stay in the Ferplast. Here is Phineas having a shout & I suspect ordering Thomas to come out & join him:
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However, come late afternoon, Thomas emerged. Phineas got very excited to have some company:
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Thomas was only interested in having a bath though:
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However, after he had dunked himself in the water, he seemed happier to socialise:
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During the evening they settled on the playgym together. Unfortunately, they both seemed to have forgotten where their homes were, so as it got quite late, I had to grab them & pop them in their respective cages.
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That was the routine for the next 3 days… Phineas came out & had to entertain himself until around 5pm, when Thomas came out, had a bath & was then ready for socialising.
So far, so good. All is calm
Bangs & boogie-woogie
6 November 2011
Posted by on The last couple of evenings have been hectic. I feel I know what it must be like to run a creche.
The good news is that puddings & toyboys have not been bothered by any loud bangs from fireworks.
The bad news is that the toyboys are naughty boys! Cagney is obviously the most naughty, but Bezukhov has not been far behind. Cagney has been relentlessly pursuing Raspy for a kiss & has even jumped on her back (how disrespectful!) Raspy is NOT succumbing to his “charms”.
Last night Raspy was in & out the Ferplast & I was up & down opening & closing the Ferplast cage door, either to lock her in or let her out when she wanted to stretch her wings. Surprisingly, for most of her time in the Ferplast, Bezukhov kept her company. Bezukhov was pestering Raspy more than usual, but that’s allowed as he is her boyfriend but she still “squiggled” at him to get out of her face… off her tail… & off her back….
Cagney appeared a little lonely not having his mate to run around with, but it was his own fault for not leaving Raspy alone! He still gave attention to Atilla but even there he was naughty, force-feeding her regurgitated seed that landed up all down her face, neck & back. He’s been such a handful!
Several times, yesterday evening, Bezukhov & Raspy boogie-woogied in the comfort & relative privacy of the locked Ferplast. That incensed Cagney as he desperately wanted to join in. At one point, when Cagney was chasing Raspy around the Manor, I managed to grab him & lock him in the Ferplast on his own. There was a collective sigh of relief in the Manor. I did not have the heart to lock him up for long though, as he was pacing/flying & squarking like mad. As soon as I let him loose again, he made a beeline for Raspy.
The end result was bedtime in separate cages: Atilla & Cagney in the Manor & Raspy & Bezukhov tucked up in the Ferplast.