Well, yesterday we got our first real project bird, and his name is Addicus (see picture below). Its this sort of thing that really breaks my heart. He is the sweetest bird I have ever encountered, but he is so torn up it almost brings you to tears. Its not just the picking (or the shock of seeing one of his flight feathers fall off spontaniously), but despite being one of the biggest umbrella cockatoos I have ever seen, he is as thin as a rail. He seems happy now, but the poor thing is still picking, and is not eating. He was eating seed at the store, so we mixed in seed and routybush (along with all the other goodies we feed the rest of the birds: carrots, broccoli, grapes, apples, etc.) but the only thing we have seen him eat is watermelon and cheese (*sigh* sounds like my college days). Needless to say we are a bit worried, and a trip to the vet is in the future, but we got to get him eating now. Phoenix is going to try to talk to the previous owner to see what he will eat, and going to get some proper cockatoo food (Larger pellets I guess…) If not , Phoenix may start hand feeding baby formula to him.
Otherwise, he is happy… He was up on the perch with wings spread last night dancing back and forth chirping away… what a sweetheart. I hope he likes his new home!
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