Basil is settling in a bit more to our house. He's still made very few noises, but I suspect that will change as he gets even more comfortable with us.
He loves coming out of his cage. As soon as we open the door, he runs for it and comes out. Getting him back in can be a little more challenging. He steps up, then as soon as we make a step towards his cage, he flies off and lands somewhere else. This can go on for quite some time, and was actually painful as his nails were really sharp needles. We both have bloody scratches on our hands.
Last night, Thomas decided to do Basil's nails so that it would be more comfortable for us to hold him. For the first few days, we'd been letting him get the vibe in our house and didn't want to stress him out by toweling to do his nails or by holding him too much.
I'm so glad we did, as he liked being on us, which was impossible with his long, sharp nails.He's not really a good percher; here he'd lost his balance and went upside-down. He gently used his beak to grab on to Thomas's hand and regain his spot.
He likes to perch with one foot on each hand, which can be challenging for us -- hard to get things done when one parrot is monopolizing both hands! I wish I had a video of me trying to open a door with the same parrot in both hands.Here, Thomas's attempt to get him on one hand provoked some flapping to gain balance:
But was ultimately successful. Look at his left foot -- three toes are forward. He definitely needs some practice on perching!Getting some head pets and affection:
He was very gentle and loving with me as well; I just didn't get any pictures of it. He's still a bit skittish, but that will improve with time. He's only been with us for 4 days and he doesn't know us, so understandable that he'd be a bit scared. He misses his family -- I keep telling him he only will stay with us for 6-8 weeks and then gets to go back home, but I'm not sure he understands.
Also, I am loving that amazon smell. I wish technology was advanced for me to put the smell on the blog so those of you without amazons knew what I was talking about it. I cannot stop myself from sniffing him. How have I been living without this? I was thinking our next foster bird from the rescue would be a grey, but after this, it may be an amazon instead!