I had so much fun with my cockatiels yesterday. I don't shower them every day but in my defense I don't get a shower every day. It was hilarious to watch. Phoenix spotted the sprayer first and came running. When he got sprayed the rest mobbed in. They looked like a bunch of chickens who were just given scratch. They were flipping around to get as much water as they could. Flutter (my wild child) did not participate but Tweet (my Road Runner) managed to get in close enough to get the overspray. They were so close together it looked like a feather convulsion. My four oldies, Shadow, Tammy, Tommy and Maggie were not afraid of being touched. They were more like annoyed that I was bothering their shower. Those who have bonded with me, like Phoenix, Lola, Jackie and Cagney treated me like their best friend. The untouchables were touchable and did not seem to mind as long as I kept spraying.
I blocked the air conditioning from their rooms and did not realize how dry it was. I need to find my humidifier. I wonder what box it is hiding in.
Unless you have such a flock you can't even imagine what it looked like or how it felt to have contact with so many of them. Like I said, Flutter would not join in. Tweet lost the flight feathers on his right wing so he has been spooky since he cannot fly right now and still got close enough to get wet. Wings out, little butts in the air with the dancing around to soak up as much water as they could. It was bliss and I have not had that for a long time.





