Post by hzuiel on Jan 31, 2014 5:11:55 GMT
I got home from work and went through my usual routine, i checked in on the birds and they seemed fine. I went to get on the computer and had sat down for maybe 10-15 minutes and my dad came to tell me one of the parakeets was caught in a toy.
It was his(the blue one) favorite toy(no longer going to be allowed in the cage) the one in the picture below, 4 toys from the left, hay stalks lashing together some colored wooden beads. He would hang on it and chew on the hay stalks like it was his job. It got the better of him tonight though.
He was dangling from it, attempting to flop around and free himself. The green one was sitting in a corner looking scared, probably confused. I was afraid that if he kept flopping he would hurt himself bad so i opened up the cage door and tried to support him from below with an open palm. If he isn't already very un-tamed, being caught and in paint was not helping anything and he struggled more to escape, though i still think having my hand holding up his body weight was helping. While i was attempting to do this my dad unscrewed the clip so we could get the toy out. He had already nipped me a few times by this point and then he really layed it on me, the hardest chomp he could muster right on my pointer finger. It was probably the pain but i swear nobody could have ever fumbled and failed harder at undoing a clip on a toy it seemed, than my dad took. He bite onto me relentlessly for at least 30 seconds until my dad got the clip loose and i could get him outside of the cage. He wasn't having any of me holding onto him so I just carried him and the tangled toy to the office chair and set him on it. He was flopped out, wings spread, and looking really weak, but still trying to struggle and squawk as angrily as he could. After a few more furious attempts to flop around he was resting and i to actually look how he was tangled. At first it looked like maybe one of his feet was snagged but it was not. He had one of the strands of hay wrapped around his wing and somehow part of his body too. I had already commanded my parents to escort the dog out of the room and shut the door behind them so I yelled for toenail clippers and my dad slide every kind of small cutting device we owned under the door. I grabbed a pair of medical snips and snipped through a couple of pieces of hay. After the last piece holding him down was cut he flew off and landed on the blinds for the window. I got a towel from the kitchen to try and capture him so he wouldn't get hurt any worse flying about but alas, this big cage with all it's space has given him the room to exercise and he's quite the flyer now. He circled the room refusing to cooperate until he literally ran out of steam and couldn't sustain flight anymore. I finally toweled him and took him back to the cage and he jumped to a perch from the towel.
He seemed woozy for a while, lacking the strength to retain balance but evened out after a bit. I offered him some treats to see if he felt well enough to eat, but he was not interested. The green one made it's way over and preened him for a loooonnnggg time, obviously showing it's concern. Somewhere between him preening himself and her preening him, a long strand of hay was exposed that is still somehow stuck to him. They have both pulled on it, and it did not come off. I don't think there is any way he will let me touch it either. It's sticking out from his breast feathers, right below his neck, at least 2 inches.
It was his(the blue one) favorite toy(no longer going to be allowed in the cage) the one in the picture below, 4 toys from the left, hay stalks lashing together some colored wooden beads. He would hang on it and chew on the hay stalks like it was his job. It got the better of him tonight though.
He was dangling from it, attempting to flop around and free himself. The green one was sitting in a corner looking scared, probably confused. I was afraid that if he kept flopping he would hurt himself bad so i opened up the cage door and tried to support him from below with an open palm. If he isn't already very un-tamed, being caught and in paint was not helping anything and he struggled more to escape, though i still think having my hand holding up his body weight was helping. While i was attempting to do this my dad unscrewed the clip so we could get the toy out. He had already nipped me a few times by this point and then he really layed it on me, the hardest chomp he could muster right on my pointer finger. It was probably the pain but i swear nobody could have ever fumbled and failed harder at undoing a clip on a toy it seemed, than my dad took. He bite onto me relentlessly for at least 30 seconds until my dad got the clip loose and i could get him outside of the cage. He wasn't having any of me holding onto him so I just carried him and the tangled toy to the office chair and set him on it. He was flopped out, wings spread, and looking really weak, but still trying to struggle and squawk as angrily as he could. After a few more furious attempts to flop around he was resting and i to actually look how he was tangled. At first it looked like maybe one of his feet was snagged but it was not. He had one of the strands of hay wrapped around his wing and somehow part of his body too. I had already commanded my parents to escort the dog out of the room and shut the door behind them so I yelled for toenail clippers and my dad slide every kind of small cutting device we owned under the door. I grabbed a pair of medical snips and snipped through a couple of pieces of hay. After the last piece holding him down was cut he flew off and landed on the blinds for the window. I got a towel from the kitchen to try and capture him so he wouldn't get hurt any worse flying about but alas, this big cage with all it's space has given him the room to exercise and he's quite the flyer now. He circled the room refusing to cooperate until he literally ran out of steam and couldn't sustain flight anymore. I finally toweled him and took him back to the cage and he jumped to a perch from the towel.
He seemed woozy for a while, lacking the strength to retain balance but evened out after a bit. I offered him some treats to see if he felt well enough to eat, but he was not interested. The green one made it's way over and preened him for a loooonnnggg time, obviously showing it's concern. Somewhere between him preening himself and her preening him, a long strand of hay was exposed that is still somehow stuck to him. They have both pulled on it, and it did not come off. I don't think there is any way he will let me touch it either. It's sticking out from his breast feathers, right below his neck, at least 2 inches.
I guess he blames me for it....my finger can directly feel that blame.
