I will present the situation, at least I'll try, from the budgie's light.
I was given a name by a blondie girl, that is Cocolina, despite being a boy. It seems the mother and father of this new friend, Maia is her name, were very informed about my kind. But on this one they need my help; cuz it happens very fast since bringing me in their home, my home.
I live in a spacious and well lit and I go outside on a city balcony apartment during mostly sunny days. It's summer here. It's been 4 days and these guys, my future friends I guess, are dazzled by my behaviour despite their best intentions. I am curious of them and I chirup went they engage me in boring discussions, but it's fun. The father made some nice perches, treats area and so on. No swing, but I am glad efof their efforts to welcome me. I like the food, but sometimes, mornings...3 by no. when seeds are best, they give me peaches and other nasty fruits. But within 2 hours they feed me the seeds I earn for. But still, these guys are worried. The father, he even went to a vet "shop" not Emergency as they commercialize themselves, just today. His worries are like it goes down.
1. Though he believes I sleep well, he sees that during the night I poop not groups of, but a single line as long as the new wooden perch he made for me. Clean, baked at 300 Celsius and all the menu. This worries him, as he connects my nervousness when I clean my feathers during the day, "more scratchy than cleaning" he said before going out in a transport box to, he believed a Vet for my kind too, the aviary so to speak.
I saw no doctor from that hateful box, but some chatter, not funny.
2. Thing that worries him is my appetite, I eat only seeds and plentiful during the day, bug appetite. Same seeds as in the house with many animals.Tight space, dog poop smell during the night. I am glad he got me as friend in his house.
3. Today was sunny but not too warm for summer, some clouds, some sun, I've been chill at points,b my feathers once tucked with air and warmed by myself, I was ok. I looked funny fluffy. That is one more reason the father made the trip with me. Despite the nose is dry and no crust.
4. Forgot to tell you, the father during this morning moved me to a new bird cage. The one I came with was small. He had to pick me in that one as this big comfy one was not fully prepared. And I came here with them more of an emergency than a proper move to a new house. It took him by surprise, his daughter wish to save me. And he acted in that road.
5. I don't quite clean my self well during these days, cages, trips, doctor discussions. Oh my age is 3.5 months. Sorry, concentrated with his worries it slipped my mind to tell you my age. As saying about my personal toilet, I have poop in my cloaca area, around my beak from the other day, when I spilled the bits of banana to reach my seeds. I still didn't clean my dirt from the cage I was kept with many many of my sisters and brothers. I do it very often but still cleanness is not a thing these days.
6. The poop was say normal the first 2 days. After that it started to turn with liquid, green and sometimes only it comes popcorn like. Last night was like that, but I moved left and right on the perch.
So guys, help the father, I keep saying the father but Maia the blondie, who tells me the best stories, is also sad about my situation.
Yours, the boy Coco.
I was given a name by a blondie girl, that is Cocolina, despite being a boy. It seems the mother and father of this new friend, Maia is her name, were very informed about my kind. But on this one they need my help; cuz it happens very fast since bringing me in their home, my home.
I live in a spacious and well lit and I go outside on a city balcony apartment during mostly sunny days. It's summer here. It's been 4 days and these guys, my future friends I guess, are dazzled by my behaviour despite their best intentions. I am curious of them and I chirup went they engage me in boring discussions, but it's fun. The father made some nice perches, treats area and so on. No swing, but I am glad efof their efforts to welcome me. I like the food, but sometimes, mornings...3 by no. when seeds are best, they give me peaches and other nasty fruits. But within 2 hours they feed me the seeds I earn for. But still, these guys are worried. The father, he even went to a vet "shop" not Emergency as they commercialize themselves, just today. His worries are like it goes down.
1. Though he believes I sleep well, he sees that during the night I poop not groups of, but a single line as long as the new wooden perch he made for me. Clean, baked at 300 Celsius and all the menu. This worries him, as he connects my nervousness when I clean my feathers during the day, "more scratchy than cleaning" he said before going out in a transport box to, he believed a Vet for my kind too, the aviary so to speak.
I saw no doctor from that hateful box, but some chatter, not funny.
2. Thing that worries him is my appetite, I eat only seeds and plentiful during the day, bug appetite. Same seeds as in the house with many animals.Tight space, dog poop smell during the night. I am glad he got me as friend in his house.
3. Today was sunny but not too warm for summer, some clouds, some sun, I've been chill at points,b my feathers once tucked with air and warmed by myself, I was ok. I looked funny fluffy. That is one more reason the father made the trip with me. Despite the nose is dry and no crust.
4. Forgot to tell you, the father during this morning moved me to a new bird cage. The one I came with was small. He had to pick me in that one as this big comfy one was not fully prepared. And I came here with them more of an emergency than a proper move to a new house. It took him by surprise, his daughter wish to save me. And he acted in that road.
5. I don't quite clean my self well during these days, cages, trips, doctor discussions. Oh my age is 3.5 months. Sorry, concentrated with his worries it slipped my mind to tell you my age. As saying about my personal toilet, I have poop in my cloaca area, around my beak from the other day, when I spilled the bits of banana to reach my seeds. I still didn't clean my dirt from the cage I was kept with many many of my sisters and brothers. I do it very often but still cleanness is not a thing these days.
6. The poop was say normal the first 2 days. After that it started to turn with liquid, green and sometimes only it comes popcorn like. Last night was like that, but I moved left and right on the perch.
So guys, help the father, I keep saying the father but Maia the blondie, who tells me the best stories, is also sad about my situation.
Yours, the boy Coco.
