Why I Board Birds

One day I was sitting in my relaxation chair with my dog on my lap. I was reading an engrossing story and barely notices when the sound of wings fluttering came into the room. I expected that the sound came from one of the birds in the living room cages. A few minutes later, I got up to get back to work. On my love seat, sitting calmly and looking around with interest, a Parson finch relaxed. Oh, so that’s the source of the sound. Continue reading “Why I Board Birds”

Avian Dreams

No, Maynard hasn’t been telling me about his dreams. In fact, he’s a little unhappy with me because when he starts screaming for no good reason, instead of covering him, I put a scary duck toy to hang on the side of his cage. He becomes distracted and lunges at the stuffed animal face. I hate covering him on warm days so if this continues to work for him, I’ll be a happy camper. Continue reading “Avian Dreams”

Finch Mania

Going back through photos I have taken, looking for specific things I haven’t really found, I came across a few photos of zebra finches from my early days of breeding. I love the normal gray zeebs, but my heart will always belong to the mutations. The black cheeks, the Isabels, the grizzles. Many mutations can’t be had here in the US, so I can only dream. Continue reading “Finch Mania”

Parrots Just Want to Have Fun

You know your bird, especially if you have only one or two that interact with you. Like a beloved child, you know the bird’s favorite foods, most interesting toys, and need for interaction with you. But if you are a first-time bird prospective owner, you can get a head start by knowing exactly what your bird is going to want from you. Continue reading “Parrots Just Want to Have Fun”

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”