Snowghost
Rollerblading along the road
I haven't posted in so long, between jobs, Covid, another job loss, then cancer and now radiation treatments, its been a rocky road for Paco and I. We have been together 3 years, he is 24 and spent most of his life abandoned and neglected, underfed, and not socialized. We have made great progress, veggies, out of his cage, learned to scoot over so I can change his water. Well, without the routine we are both out of sync. I know he feels my anxiety. He has tail feathers now have grown in, but he has starting plucking his right wing, left wing is bald. I know its stress and schedule change. I'm in tears writing this. Without our morning usual routine, me up, shower, feed Paco, off to work and then our evening routine has changed too. He used to be really good, I would say I"m getting in the shower, I have to go bye byes, see my other baby, (granddaughter) go to work etc. I turn off the lap top, the YouTube music, close back door, turn on his radio in his room and he goes in his cage. Well I was slowly getting him used to a larger dowel perch, took me almost a year to get him on it. He finally stepped on it and well I had it placed wrong and it fell with him on it.
To say I was consumed with guilt is beyond words. Now I can't even get him into his cage. I don't blame him. Yesterday was total drama, I was full of anxiety, I tried every treat to bribe him back to his cage. I was going to be late to my treatment and I started crying. I had to grab a towel and cover him up and pry him off the cage to get him in. He came out last night and we did our usual routine. He refused to get in his cage. Our night time routine is, I make my bed, read a book and go nite nite. I tell him this. He just stood on his door and stared at me. I count to three and turn off the light, nope he wouldn't move.
So I laid down read my book and said the same thing. I left him alone and turn the dimmer on night stand light low. I woke up at 2am and he was in his cage. Today I didn't let him out. I fed him his warm veggies, changed his water. I haven't let him out and I feel terrible.
Please can anyone offer some advice on how I can get him to trust me again. He is all I have. I thought about giving him away to someone who can devote 24 hours to him but, I just can't, it took 3 years to get this far with him and he is my buddy. I'm scared no one would understand him like I do. We have come so far and I don't want to give up.
To say I was consumed with guilt is beyond words. Now I can't even get him into his cage. I don't blame him. Yesterday was total drama, I was full of anxiety, I tried every treat to bribe him back to his cage. I was going to be late to my treatment and I started crying. I had to grab a towel and cover him up and pry him off the cage to get him in. He came out last night and we did our usual routine. He refused to get in his cage. Our night time routine is, I make my bed, read a book and go nite nite. I tell him this. He just stood on his door and stared at me. I count to three and turn off the light, nope he wouldn't move.
So I laid down read my book and said the same thing. I left him alone and turn the dimmer on night stand light low. I woke up at 2am and he was in his cage. Today I didn't let him out. I fed him his warm veggies, changed his water. I haven't let him out and I feel terrible.
Please can anyone offer some advice on how I can get him to trust me again. He is all I have. I thought about giving him away to someone who can devote 24 hours to him but, I just can't, it took 3 years to get this far with him and he is my buddy. I'm scared no one would understand him like I do. We have come so far and I don't want to give up.