Max is the missing cockatiel. He is still out there. I can hear him early in the morning. I am not giving up on him yet. The only way I knew that it was Max is that Jackie was staying with Tweet and Retweet her 2 year old babies.
Myrtle and Rambo had a rough trip because their cages rattled. Myrtle was also upset because she was closed in her original cage with the door closed for the first time in 4 years. We got here before dawn so I put them in a room and opened their doors. The next day they did the new bird thing and just sat on top of the cages.
Myrtle was the first one out because she flies to me but would go back if I left her cage area. Rambo did not come out all day but at bedtime he did not want to be in that room. He flew out to me about 4 times before I could settle him down. (He flies about 6 inches off the floor.) The next night there was no putting him back so I slept in my recliner with him on me. I even covered him with the quilt. At about 2 am I flipped the quilt over on him and went to bed. The next morning he was still under the quilt with just his beak sticking out. I guess he was checking to see if I would be there for him. He has not done it since.
My blind dog, Bruce, has had some trouble. There are 4 steps between the living room and dining room. Of course he fell down. I put a throw rug at the top and he learned that it meant the steps were there. The steps going from the deck to the yard are not the same as the ones in NC. I have had to teach him to go down sideways. He gets lost in the yard. I touched him and walked right beside him for him to go back to the steps. My little girls must have been watching. I have seen them do it. He found the sliding glass door but could not find the opening. I watch Jasmine touch sides with him and walk slow to the door opening and brought him in. He is doing better.





