Fuzzy
Rollerblading along the road
Avenue Veteran
Celebirdy of the Month
Mayor of the Avenue
Avenue Spotlight Award
Kobe's getting back to his "normal" self after months of hormones making him almost impossible to live with. I have been attacked and dive bombed daily. Even the briefest of eye contact would get him puffed up big and gaping (repeatedly opening his mouth as if yawning). Sheesh! I have to admit that I didn't help the situation by getting fed up and angry on occasion. Yep - my fault.
I knew I needed to pair myself with good things which is what I have been trying hard to do. The hormones have subsided so that at least I can look at him without getting attacked but I still get chased from the kitchen to the bird room whilst carrying bowls of food. I think this is habit. It is up to me to rectify the behaviour... and time to do so whilst he's more manageable.
I've been using a folded rope perch to carry him from the kitchen to his cage. He gets up on it ok, but it makes him mad as hell! I don't want to use it if it aggravates the aggression.
So the worst thing that can happen is that I get bit. I've been putting on a long sleeved shirt to offer a little more protection which makes me feel slightly safer. Well, the horrible squawk he makes before flying to land, or trying to land on me as I duck, is turning out to be a bluff. I'm steeling myself and letting him land on me since ducking gets him more worked up. For the last week I've been lowering my energy, not ducking and praising him for climbing off my long sleeved arm into his cage without biting me. Praise is reinforcing to him as well as the newly slotted in food bowl.
Fingers crossed we can work through this.
I knew I needed to pair myself with good things which is what I have been trying hard to do. The hormones have subsided so that at least I can look at him without getting attacked but I still get chased from the kitchen to the bird room whilst carrying bowls of food. I think this is habit. It is up to me to rectify the behaviour... and time to do so whilst he's more manageable.
I've been using a folded rope perch to carry him from the kitchen to his cage. He gets up on it ok, but it makes him mad as hell! I don't want to use it if it aggravates the aggression.
So the worst thing that can happen is that I get bit. I've been putting on a long sleeved shirt to offer a little more protection which makes me feel slightly safer. Well, the horrible squawk he makes before flying to land, or trying to land on me as I duck, is turning out to be a bluff. I'm steeling myself and letting him land on me since ducking gets him more worked up. For the last week I've been lowering my energy, not ducking and praising him for climbing off my long sleeved arm into his cage without biting me. Praise is reinforcing to him as well as the newly slotted in food bowl.
Fingers crossed we can work through this.