Can’t Say No to Turacos

My first attempt at hand-feeding a red-crested turaco chick turned out fairly well. Sadly, of the two chicks I was given, one didn’t make it overnight. But the remaining one grew and thrived and is now happily matched to a female in hopes he might be a daddy soon. I loved his personality and curiosity, but living inside is bad for a turaco. Much as I hated to part with “Mort”, I loved knowing how happy he would be.

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Mort the adult turaco

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Thankful for My Flock

This is the last blog before Thanksgiving and I want to share with you how thankful I am for the birds with whom I share my days. Over the years as I became more involved in aviculture and my flock grew, I experienced amazing fun things, like a group of a dozen lovebirds flying over my head, some brave enough to land on me, in my living room. These birds also liked to ride on the ceiling fan. We never have it on when any of the birds are out, but these little clowns would land on the blades and flap their wings until it started to move, slowly. Continue reading “Thankful for My Flock”

Bird Mart Madness

When it comes to birds, cages, toys, food, supplements, treats, more toys, foraging ideas, more food, books on birds, and more toys, I am a shopaholic. So, of course, the best course of action for me it to run The San Diego County Bird Mart and Finch Show for a couple of clubs in the area. This is like hiring an alcoholic to be a bartender. Like hiring a diabetic to give out free cookies. Or like asking a kid to not poke fingers in the chocolate cake icing. Not the best plan ever. Continue reading “Bird Mart Madness”

All the World’s a Cage

Let’s play a game. Imagine you are standing in a room, maybe 6 feet wide and 10 feet long. Spread out your arms. Can you touch the walls? Probably not, so you have room to stretch when you need to. The walls are glass, air flow is good. A small sink provides water for you to drink. Your bodily function of elimination is covered, we don’t really need to go there. A door opens now and then and food is pushed inside. You have one chair to sit in and two items which on closer inspection are puzzles for you to take apart and then put back together. Over and over and over. Continue reading “All the World’s a Cage”