With the Mamas and the Papas ringing in my ears, where shall I start? I got the birds all cleaned, fed, and watered, the house vacuumed, checks made out, chickens have been checked on, hot tub parameters have been checked and doctored, and the first of two loads of laundry is in the washer. And there are twenty-two minutes till the next handfeeding! So it’s blog time.
I guess you really know you’re getting older when you can stand up and your ankle goes out. This happened a couple of years ago to me and I ended up using a cane for a while, it was so bad. Then it went away, nearly as quickly as it had come. Yesterday the same thing happened again. Minding my own business, I stood up and felt that sharp pain in my right ankle. Not so bad that I couldn’t just limp around, being careful to favor it.
When I got up this morning, it was still there. I almost put an ankle brace on, but figured some sturdy, supportive sneakers – that’s “athletic shoes” to you younguns out there – would do just as well. I hobbled around doing my chores. When I went out to check on the chickens the pain disappeared. I mean it was there one second, and gone the next. I’m not complaining, but how weird is that? Hopefully it will stay gone. If not, I happen to know where there is a cane with my name on it. Literally. Yeah, I’m the person that puts their name on a cane.
I guess it’s going to be another hot day, and looks to be that way most of the week. The dog days of summer are truly meant for MY dog. Spotticus loves the heat! He will stay out in the sun and relax until he begins to melt, then finally seems to realize he’d better come in before he goes the way of the wicked witch in The Wizard of Oz. Me? I’m happy in front of a fan, and really looking forward to fall. The only thing wrong with fall is that it’s the precursor to winter.
The two parrotlet kids I’d been handfeeding went to their new homes on Saturday. They are doing well and settling in nicely. I moved the five budgies I’m handfeeding to the cage they were in, so they have more floor space now. Immediately, all five – even the youngest – begin pigging out on millet and also on pellets! Like a switch had been turned on! They are now getting only three handfeedings a day and it’s still a bit of a circus. Spot loves it, because somebody always ends up on the floor. Spot’s tail is like a metronome and I can easily find the bird by looking in the direction of his nose. I still give him a loud and stern NO when a bird flies down, but I really don’t think he’d ever grab one. It wasn’t always that way, and when he was younger I always crated him when doing anything with the birds. If you give Spot a furry toy he will hold it down with his paws while ripping every bit of fuzz out of it. I have visions of him doing the same to a bird that I will make sure never come true!
The four little – and I do mean little! – parrotlet kids are doing well and seem to be doing well on five feedings a day. I will try to band the next-to-the-youngest one later today. They’ve grown a lot in just a few days and are looking good.
I opened up the nestboxes for the greys this weekend, and it was less than five seconds before both hens dove into their respective boxes! Wow! Ziggy and Ruby both had been doing a lot of banging on the sheet metal that was covering the entrance holes. It reminds us of the old movies where the prisoners in jail would bang their metal water cups on the bars. Except the birds don’t want OUT, they want IN. Despite that super-fast entry into the boxes, it will probably be at least a month before any eggs are laid. My fingers are crossed for success. I would love to see the congos have a fertile egg or two, but I’m sure not holding my breath.
I see my time is up. Time to feed babies again. One last bit before I go, though. The Aquarid meteor shower peaks mid-week. This is a great time of year for meteors. From now through mid-August there should be some meteors every night if you are lucky enough to have a clear sky and not too much light. The full moon is behind us now, so viewing conditions should be getting better and better. OK, babies need feeding!
Till next time,