I've been paying a little more attention to Tau since he's been back. I've been returning every whistle I've heard, giving him occasional treats through the bars. Letting him out to socialise with me. He's been coming out for just a few minutes at a time and going back home.
In between all this he has on occasion been a hormone driven tasmanian devil. Attacking everything from the new budgies (he couldn't reach them) to his water dish and even his shadow. Nothing was safe.
But just now, I don't know if I was imagining it, he was a veritable gentleman. I came into the room and he was sat waiting at his open cage door. I leant over to offer my finger for a step up and his foot was already in the air for it. I popped him on my shoulder and, where he normally looks for the next place, he was contented to sit at the side of me. He gave me a little preen and I ruffled his crest in return. When he did make moves to leave he stepped up for me and I placed him on his perch outside the cage door. He didn't go in. He sat there, refused his millet treat, and just watched me. Our faces less than 6 inches apart, I swear when I was talking to him he was moving his beak like he wanted to talk back. We did this for 10 more minutes before he returned to the cage and climbed to his roost.
Considering it's just over a week since a human threw him out of a window, I think I have a better developed, more experienced and possibly more grateful tiel (if that's possible), and a much better understanding of each other.
And no he didn't run from the camera either.
My view:
In between all this he has on occasion been a hormone driven tasmanian devil. Attacking everything from the new budgies (he couldn't reach them) to his water dish and even his shadow. Nothing was safe.
But just now, I don't know if I was imagining it, he was a veritable gentleman. I came into the room and he was sat waiting at his open cage door. I leant over to offer my finger for a step up and his foot was already in the air for it. I popped him on my shoulder and, where he normally looks for the next place, he was contented to sit at the side of me. He gave me a little preen and I ruffled his crest in return. When he did make moves to leave he stepped up for me and I placed him on his perch outside the cage door. He didn't go in. He sat there, refused his millet treat, and just watched me. Our faces less than 6 inches apart, I swear when I was talking to him he was moving his beak like he wanted to talk back. We did this for 10 more minutes before he returned to the cage and climbed to his roost.
Considering it's just over a week since a human threw him out of a window, I think I have a better developed, more experienced and possibly more grateful tiel (if that's possible), and a much better understanding of each other.
And no he didn't run from the camera either.
My view:
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