I was talking to a lady today, who is interested in offering a very good home to my Strawberry boy (out of my last clutch).
As we spoke, she mentioned that she was also looking for a female Red cheek Cordon Bleu. I mentioned that I had two bonded girls, etc.
Long story short, I decided to part with my Berry boy, and both RC CB girls. The lady is not Iinterested in breeding and has a large flight for her feathered kids.
So, we decided to meet on Thursday, and seeing as I have a busy day tomorrow, I decided that I should grab these three kids today, and put them into a cage so that that things will go more quickly and less stressfully on Thursday morning.
Well, I didn't count on the fact that these birdlings really REALLY didn't want to be caught. I also for some idiotic reason forgot just how fast and agile some of these little Waxbills can be.
It took hours to catch the last two and put them back, and my house looked like a tornado blew through it.
Overturned chairs, panting dogs, knocked over vases, panting birds, some plants that will never quite look the same again, panting me.......
Son comes home from work, and is greeted with: SHUT THE DOOR!!! as he runs inside wild eyed, the door slamming behind him. Poor dogs at this point are running away from me. I glance in the mirror in passing, and YIKES!!! I want to run away from myself .
But finally, finally, I have my escapees back in the flight, close the door and collapse into a chair with a groan. My Strawberry boy is safe in the smaller cage, together with the two Cordon gir...... wait a minute, just WAIT ONE MINUTE! Why is there only one Cordon girl in the cage??????
Back to running around the house, check all the windows, all the bedraggled plants, the curtains, the top of the cupboards, the closets, the picture frames.... every blessed corner I could think of. Just when I was contemplating moving the fridge, I noticed a tiny bit of movement at the bottom of the holding cage. Just a little fluffle under the paper towels.
And there she was, the little blue she devil, crouched right under the paper, going....



It came close to berdicide at that moment



All is calm and quiet again . Birds are mostly sleeping by now, with the occasional sleepy meep from a Zebbie, and a trill from my Parrot finch boy (who never sleeps).
I really hope that half of my poor birds won't drop dead over night due to stress and exhaustion. I hope I'll be able to move again tomorrow, be able to get out of bed in the morning, and face another root canal.... yeepeee.....
