The Big Project

If you read this blog, you know I have a bird room. Many people are confused when they walk into the living room and see the cages there, then are invited to see the Bird Room. Often, I am too embarrassed to actually show it off. There has been cages in need of cleaning, seed on the floor, mice being careful not to eat the poison, and general dirt and stink. Yuck. Continue reading “The Big Project”

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BioSecurity Hits Home

California is in the midst of an outbreak of Exotic Newcastle Disease (END). So far, only backyard chickens and a few doves have been confirmed to be infected. If you remember the sweeping fear and destruction caused many birds, usually 100% in an infected flock, to be killed. Named after the first place to isolate the illness, Newcastle causes severe disease in poultry, hitting the alimentary, respiratory, and central nervous systems. Continue reading “BioSecurity Hits Home”

Chickens and Ducks

Annually, I like to remind people that animals are not disposable. I like to do this after Easter and Spring because chicks and ducks and rabbits are often given as gifts to young children in urban settings. If you are planning to keep chickens or ducks or rabbits after the holiday, then you don’t need this reminder. Carry on. I’m sure the livestock needs food and water. Continue reading “Chickens and Ducks”

CYA (Cover Your Amazon)

People are always asking if we cover the birds at night. They look around at all the cages in the living room alone and shake their heads. And don’t even start on the outside cages.

The truth is, covering birds is a bit risky. If one of them gets a toe snagged in a loose thread on the cover, they could bash themselves to death in panic. It’s not something nice to contemplate or to discover in the morning. Continue reading “CYA (Cover Your Amazon)”

Just Fooling

You would think by now, after a couple decades of having birds around, that I would have learned to not get excited about eggs. Wait until they hatch, I am sure some wise person has said over and over. I’m pretty good with button quail eggs because, with four hens and three cocks, I haven’t had chicks hatch in the last year. And Pixel, my oldest boy, has been showing signs of aging. Like not being able to get both legs under him and going in the same direction. It’s spooky to see him rolling around on his back, but I’m getting used to it. Continue reading “Just Fooling”