I know Opie has only been here with us a week, I'm not expecting miracles from him..
But I'm a little sad because I spend hours a day (in frequent small dose visits) talking to him, singing to him, giving him special treats. I can sit on the opposite side of the cage with a sharable snack and nibble it until he comes down to look at me, then give him a bite.
When he is on one side of the cage I can reach into another side of the cage and fix a toy or perch without him lunging at me.
I'm hoping to let him climb out and play and top of the cage this weekend.
It all sounds like wonderful progress..
But my boyfriend who has only very minimal interest in the birds, stops in ONCE a day - and Opie has already allowed him to touch his feet and scratch his head a little through the bars.
I can't even brush against a toe without being beak threatened.
Clearly there is something about my boyfriend that he naturally prefers.
I "know" in my rational brain that I just need to keep doing what I'm doing, and that it could take years..
But my heart is wondering if it's even possible to get over such an obvious preference. Is tolerating me the best I can hope for?
But I'm a little sad because I spend hours a day (in frequent small dose visits) talking to him, singing to him, giving him special treats. I can sit on the opposite side of the cage with a sharable snack and nibble it until he comes down to look at me, then give him a bite.
When he is on one side of the cage I can reach into another side of the cage and fix a toy or perch without him lunging at me.
I'm hoping to let him climb out and play and top of the cage this weekend.
It all sounds like wonderful progress..
But my boyfriend who has only very minimal interest in the birds, stops in ONCE a day - and Opie has already allowed him to touch his feet and scratch his head a little through the bars.
I can't even brush against a toe without being beak threatened.
Clearly there is something about my boyfriend that he naturally prefers.
I "know" in my rational brain that I just need to keep doing what I'm doing, and that it could take years..
But my heart is wondering if it's even possible to get over such an obvious preference. Is tolerating me the best I can hope for?