Dubai trip //Ivan & Batty // Roundabout come.
Stuff from backburner should not be left there too long. I started trying to write that account of that first overland I did from Nepal to Lhasa and then onto Hongkong. But it became longer than I expected and still unfinished and so not part of this report.
Last last weekend, I went with my wife to Dubai to renew my passport as that had only 5 months left on it. Duabi even now , is a place where you hardly meet with any locals as most people there are expatriates. We were at the Falcon center. And met with real local people of UAE. My photos of Tinkerbell and Riamfada became passport to their friendship. We talked of birds and falcons. I was asked to give him a call and be invited to his falcon training place in the desert next time I am in Dubai. I could not find falcon transponders suitable for parrot in the falcon center. I like to have a transponder on Riamfada before I remove the leash line for her to totally free fly.
Above is Ivan on my shoulder. That was during our return to Singapore in Oct 2004 after leaving Tinkerbell and Taiwan and fetching Ivan back from my mom in law. I thought he forgotten me but his leap up to my shoulder to curl himself around my neck showed me how much he love to have me back. That was the first time he did that to me.
Ivan was with us in Hongkong. He was kind of psychic. I reported that in
Ivan was also a killer cat. At least once a month, he would leave his 'gifts' to me. I had seen him chittering and chirpping to attract birds and then leaping up 2 meters to pluck the bird from the air.
One morning, we woke up to hear a strange sound. We then traced that sound to a tiny baby bat which could not fly. We were sure that Ivan must have taken the mother bat. I felt sorry enough to rush out to buy a bird cage so the baby bat be kept safe until it could fly again.
I fed it with bananas.
One morning I woke up to see that the cage door was opened, without Batty inside. I thought that was the end, especially in the apartment with Ivan the killer cat and two feisty kittens that my wife adopted a few weeks ago.
Then I heard the squeaks and saw Batty hanging upside down from the edge of a suitcase. Batty was in between Ivan front paws. Ivan was positioning his body so the 2 kitties could not get to Batty to 'play'. I could hardly believed my eyes as now and then, Ivan turned and spit at the two kitties keeping them away. Ivan saw me playing enough with Batty to decide that Batty was family. And went on to protect her.
Batty was placed back into the cage again. Her flights at the beginning was weak and erratic. Batty seemed to like me and hang about me when I did my thing. Her flight became more controlled and powerful.
In a few weeks time, Batty flew off my balcony. Never to return.
It struck me that Ivan knew who was family even if he was a killer.
That was the incident that prompted me to decide if Tinkerbell could live together with Halftail the Bimbo and Zorro the ferret in Taiwan.
And later decided that Dommie and Katie be introduced slowly to Riamfada.
In the last report, I wrote how by accident, Dommie was locked into Riamfada's room with Riamfada. Since Riam would be placed back into her room when it was dark so she could sleep, I never switched on the light in her room. I relied on the lights in the adjacent room to shine into her room for me to see.
I checked all the time for kitty in her room.
That particular evening, I checked for kitty. But the lights in the adjacent room was not on. I was in hurry, and check not made consientiously. I placed Riam on the bar stand, said goodnight, and closed the door and went back to the living room.
Later on, my wife heard meowing, but did not tell me that as she thought it was Riamfada meowing away. I was a bit annoyed at my wife for not paying heed to dinner appointments that she set and we had to rush off with me chewing her head off. If she told me she heard meows, I would have told her that Riamfada was sleeping and would not have meowed.
So it was when we returned from dinner to hear meowing from Riamfada's room to my great shock. I opened her door fearing the worse as you all know Riamfada was never locked in her cage (other than once when she did a flying lunge at my wife ) to have Dommie rushing out.
Riamfada was not touched at all in that 3 hours being locked in together with Dommie. Riam was spooky the next morning, flying immediately out of her room the next morning when I opened the door. I then saw that Dommie had pulled off that cloth cover placed on that orange cat carrier in Riam's room last night. You all knew how Riam hated that orange carrier. I used the carrier to protect the speakers I left in her room piping in music for her.
No single incident should have happened. But Murphy arranged for a host of incidents. The fight with my wife, not checking carefully that night , etc etc.
I was glad I invested the time and efforts to get Riam and kitties to know and accept each other instead of relying on vigilance alone. It is a fact you cannot remain vigilant all the time day after day, month after month, year after year.
A few days ago, Riamfada flew into the kitchen. On the counter next to Dommie. That would have made me paranoid enough to separate them earlier on. But after Dommie was locked in Riam's room for 3 hours, I decided I need not be that paranoid of Dom and Riam anymore. If Dom wanted to kill Riam, he would have done so then (I still a bit paranoid of Katie though as she is flacky)
I also mentioned of the roundabout come I taught Riamfada. That she would go to a named place and returned immediately to me. That save me the trouble of walking to give her treats.
It started off slowly.
Then she became better and better.
Her favourite rounabout come would be with that wobbly rhomboid 'ring'.
In that the ring would turn around which position her nicely to return to me.
The perch with hanging basket has erratic wobbles, best seen for yourself
Then she got better at it.
Then roundabout come from bar
In the evening, after the neighbourhood walks with the kitties, Riam would be given a portion of sunflower seeds. After which she would fly to me to share my fruit juice. And then during the commercials, we do a bit of training/playing together such as the roundabout comes.
She would fly to join me on the sofa watching the TV. She did a sequence that I could not even try to describe to you all. She did this every now and then.
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