Let's see, why did I think I had ruined Gus? Well, again, I have read some of the awful stories, and had some friends who had a cockatoo. This was many years ago. She had pulled out her feathers on her chest and neck. I was pitifully ignorant, but because her owners knew I had grown up around livestock, somehow, they thought I could help. I went to her cage, and was heart broken to see her, but didn't know why. I now know that these creatures require even more input than our busy lives might allow. Her cage was a large iron structure with no toys. If I had known then what I know now (and I stand in the desert with a grain of sand on my finger, claiming what I know now, so keep that in mind
Thank you, in kind, for your patience with me. I have sat by Max's cage and sang to him and read to him. He is significantly less "bite-y" and much more "beak-y" in just one week. He wanted to go with me while I was doing some things around the house...warmed my heart. I'll have to post some pictures, but only of the birds. They're the pretty ones





