shanlung (shanlung) wrote,

Tinkerbell -Summer of 2011 // Ivan and LiBai // LiBai voilational flights to me //


Tinkerbell -Summer of 2011

I will be flying over to Taiwan on 27 June 2011. My wife started work a while ago and will not be coming with me. I will stay a few days in Taipei to see old friends and to eat and enjoy myself.

Then on 30 June, I will be taking that High Speed Train to Chiayi to see my friends there and Tinkerbell.

On the 8 - 10 July, I will join a group of Taiwanese friends I known for a long time on their annual mountain climbing and get together on the mountains at Wuling Non Chang.

Then a few days back at Taipei to eat and enjoy before flying back to Singapore.
My wife will look after Libai and Ivan when I am away.

So it is likely my next update will come from Taiwan.


Ivan and LiBai

Ivan had a psychic past that I related long time back in 2004

I decided to extract that into livejournal as well below



From: "shanlung9"
Date: Thu Feb 12, 2004 1:34 am
Subject: Re: OT: Rupert Sheldrake - whatever it is worth

What I relate later will be very much OT but those in this current
discussion that started of with that N'kisi posting that I send up
may find interesting.

I was staying in Hong Kong before South Korea and now Taiwan. I
stayed in the fishing village of Saikung. The apartment I stayed in
was just over a seafood restaurant. Evenings would have thousands of
people in the many restaurants crowding the waterfront. There were
more restaurants in that village crowded near the waterfront than in
Taegu, a Korean city of 2 million that I stayed in.

We have a tabby cat, Ivan, with us. He is a killer and I have seen
him leaped 6 feet up to bring down a flying bird. We had him since
he was a kitten. He is currently looked after by Joy's mum and
separated from us by 3 months quarantine period in a third country
that I do not wish to subject him to.

Joy worked for a couple of PC magazines. With the head office in USA
requiring liasions together with printing deadlines, she came home at
very odd times. Some days she might reach home by 6pm and other
times, as late as 11pm, and at any time in between.

We did not have a car or bike then but the public transport there was
superb. Mini-buses would pull in at the terminal just outside the
apartment entrance at the rate of one every minute or so.

The ambience noise from the hungry Hongkongers that thronged just
below my apartment would have been as loud as you can imagine.

Much of the time, Ivan would go to the door and meow loudly and moved
in a distinct agitated manner until I go and open the door. The
first time he did that, I opened the door, looked around and just as
I was about to close it, the lift door opened and out step by wife.

After a few times, I asked if my wife jangled keys or called out to
find with great surprise she never did but I thought she might have
been noisier than she felt herself.

Sometime later, I timed Ivan's call to find he would start up about
45 seconds before my wife appeared. I was getting intrigued enough
to do some checks. That from the time you step out of the bus, about
8-10 seconds to reach the door at ground level. The lift to 3rd floor
timed to be 15 seconds or so.

Joy got back at very irregular times. She could have been on any of
the mini-buses. The ambient sound from diners and tourists below
together with the TV being on is loud.

It then struck me that Ivan started the meowing when Joy was still on
the minibus a hundred meters away rounding the corner, he could not
have picked up any sound or odour clues.

He did it many many times. Not once was it a false alarm like
neighbour getting off or that Joy did not materialised herself.

I had much difficulty with it at first. My logical mind told me that
this could not have happened. When I refused to open the door after
the meowing, he will sit there patiently to find my wife ringing the
doorbell shortly later. I later relented to open the door at his
meowing. He would then sit with me to wait for lift door opening to
reveal Joy. When I get back later than my wife, I asked her if Ivan
called out for me. I was chagrined to find that ungrateful beast
never called for me even though I was the chief caretaker and feed
and groomed him.

I do not know what kind of process that was used and did not even
want to think about it. Made me felt too uneasy.

Take this for whatever it is worth.

Warmest regards

From: "shanlung9"
Date: Thu Feb 12, 2004 3:34 pm
Subject: Re: OT: Rupert Sheldrake - whatever it is worth

--- In, jd021357@a... wrote:
> In a message dated 2/11/2004 1:09:28 PM US Mountain Standard Time,
> chrisbiro@s... writes:
> I
> think they called it discriminative hearing or something like that.
But then
> maybe it was more than just hearing the mouse...
> Parrots: More Than Pets, Friends For Life
> Chris Biro
> Chris -- I was joking but...I had assumed Shanlun was saying the
cat was
> using some sensory mechanism other than the ones we know about.
Like esp or
> seeing the future. Perhaps his wife always said the same thing
every time as she
> departed a taxi (i.e., good bye, live long and prosper) and the
timing of
> arrival was inaccurately measured? Could she have been laughing out
loud as the car
> pulled onto their street? The cat was hearing something Shanlung
> hear.


I belong much more to the Western world than many other Westerners.
My entire educational upbringing was rooted in the process of
science. I am a senior consultant in mass transport system, which can
only deliver goods and passengers safely through applied science and
mechanics. My expertise is in project controls and time&motion
studies and productivity. That required stop-watch timing of
processes/work units and statistical studies.

The tables of the restaurants spilled out over to the footpaths
around my apartment. Not withstanding that, I still felt that Ivan
must have heard my wife the same way we can catch a particular
conversation in a hall of people.

Ivan was doing that on such a regular basis that I thought I might as
well established that he must have heard my wife. I did not approach
the timing with a clipboard and a stop watch. I relied just on the
second hand on my watch and I hope that is acceptable. Ivan's
meowing was so consistent, 44 to 47 seconds and timed over 5

I timed myself walking back to the lift from where one alight from
the bus and again, on that lift as that bugged me so much that time.

That mini bus connected Saikung to the nearest MRT train station stop
about 15-20 minutes away depending on traffic.

In Hongkong where 7-8 million live, you do not exchange greetings or
goodbyes leaving buses, especially in the case of my wife who got
home at very irregular timing. Where in peak time such as 5-8 pm, as
many as 4 of those mini buses may depart every minute, the chances of
meeting 'regular' commuters will be very very slim.

When her hours were too late, she would take the taxi back.

When I told her last night after I wrote that, she related to me that
she could hear Ivan screaming when the mini bus pulled to the
terminus stop or when she opened the taxi door. From my perspective
since I was at home, Ivan screamed started earlier before that bus or
taxi was even in sight.

My findings freaked me out when I realised how inconsistent it was
against the more familar world that I am used to.

If you cannot accept it, so be it and I feel no rancour at all. I
find it so difficult to accept it that time. If you think I lied and
made it all up, the choice is yours entirely and you can doubt every
word I said on everyone of my emails.

I do not feel comfortable talking about it even now. I find it
difficult even to use that T word or that E word.

I have no beef in proving or disproving science or pseudo science. I
have enough faith in science that it can look after itself. The road
of science have been littered all through history by Romans 2500
years ago who felt they discovered all of science, and in the late
1800s where American patent office was to shut down as no further
patents were expected and by most of the eminent Western scientists
that all discoverable science was discovered in early 1900, other
than some strange properties of pitchblende that Mdm Marie Curie was
working on.

I have no emotional gratifications in trying to prove or to disprove
anything especially when such thing is not 'reproducible' especially
now 5 years down the road.

With that, I get off that soapbox now and will not add any more on
this particular topic.


Ivan have accepted Libai as you have seen after all these months together.
At the beginning I thought it might not even be possible. I was holding Ivan and I could feel his tensed muscles trying to spring out at Libai. It was only later on that he was not tensed up that I could released my grip on him.

Even so, I was always around in the encounters between those 2 when the sliding door to the flight room was opened and Libai allowed into the apartment. Not that Ivan was around me everytime Libai came into the apartment.

Libai got more and more bold with Ivan. To the point I wondered what I should do to Libai that he shows more respect to Ivan.

Ivan liked to be on the armchair next to me doing his own things.



You have seen the cage door Libai would perch on before flying over to me for his meal worms/crickets. You would have thought he would fly to me directly and back to his cage directly. But Libai was getting cheeky with Ivan. Libai would fly a loop to buzz above Ivan's head and then veered off to me later. After he got his worm, he would veered in a loop flying inches over Ivan before looping over to his cage door. I could see the flicker of Ivan's eyes as he watched. And watched.
And watched.

Then a couple of weeks ago, Libai was taught his lesson to give Ivan more respect.
Ivan was lying flat and horizontal and on his side on the armchair. Libai had buzzed him a few times already. Then Libai flew back to his cage with his loop near Ivan. You seen Libai's speed in earlier videos.

Ivan decided he had enough and flashed out his paw to bat Libai. Libai was knocked from his flight nearly to the floor. But he recovered from the tumble and flew to the cage perch.

Ivan turned his head to give a lazy look at me and went back to his sleep.

That happened in fraction of a second. What could I say. I could hardly blame Ivan. For obvious reasons, that was not recorded on camera.

In a way, I was happy, and happy to report since then, Libai stopped making his buzzing over of Ivan's flights.

While knowing Ivan accepted Libai in his own way, I do remain vigilant and not allow those 2 to interact without me being around. How good that can be is moot as events would only need split second to happen.

So one morning, I saw Ivan was not around. I wanted to do a quick check on Internet and I did not close that sliding door to Libai's room.


That quick check became longer check. And I forgot entirely about Libai and that opened sliding door. I got into games after games of chess on the Internet. Zombied myself over 64 squares for at least an hour. Then when I went to the living room, I was horrified to see the sliding door opened. Ivan was in the living room. Libai was on his cage door.

I said before eternal vigilance is unlikely to remain eternal. You all recalled Dommie was accidently locked in Riamfadas room.

I am glad I took the effort to make sure beasties recognised birdies as part of family. I tried to remain vigilant. But gaps and chunks of my vigilance appeared from time to time. And I am happy birdies remained whole despite of my eternal vigilance that did not turn out to be eternal.


LiBai voilational flights to me

More photos in Flickr folder LiBai foraging voilational flights

I have arranged for foraging points in Libai's flight room. I used little transparent plastic cups. And Dyneema and silicone cement, the modern day equivalent of strings, chewing gum and sealing wax.

Libai is not a hookbill and will not chew off the plastic the way hookbill will.

Photos say it better. Here a couple of them




With meal worm loaded


From time to time, I load the foraging points for Libai to forage about.
To give variety and excitment to Libai's life.

Video below

My interactions with Libai were done largely in the living room. The sliding door opened so he could come in with me watching the TV and interacting with Libai during the commercials.

As said before, if I left the mash with him, he would eat and eat until bursting (about 2 grams) and then would fly into his cage to burb and to bloat about 20 minutes before returning to feed.

So I removed that bowl of mash to be on the coffee table in front of me.

He would then recall to me on cue for the mash or for meal worms /crickets.
So I decided not to call him to see what he would do. He flew over and perched himself in front of me on my coffee cup or ashtray.






If ignored long enough, he would fly to my arm to sing softly to me. He might be scolding me for ignoring him.


Libai is so different from Tinkerbell, Yingshiong and Riamfada. The relationship Libai has with me evolved around food. Tinkerbell, Yingshiong, Riamfada would come to me all the time at all times. Even though they have food laid out for them, food from my fingers meant a lot more to them.

But can I blame Libai? I cannot. I blocked off my heart from him. I think he might have sensed that. None of the cheeky games Tink, YS or Riamfada played.

Or perhaps greenleaf birds in general are not bonding kind of birdies.

Even though Libai did semi hide& seek recalls with me, and not as shy as shama with others, Libai will not be a candidate for eventual harness training and later free flight on the outside.

Still, Libai is a delightful and beautiful bird. Later on flying directly to me without being called.

While technically speaking, that is voilational flight. I felt little emotions or friendship really from Libai. Those voilational flights were motivated mostly by food and greed and not real friendship and bonding.

But again as said, the fault might me myself and I reaped what I sowed.

More photos in Flickr folder LiBai foraging voilational flights


and Ivan wondering if he go into Libai's cage

and Ivan inside Libai's cage

Flying to my wife when bribed

Ivan wearing my Rolex if you are wondering

Regardless of how true or how friendly Libai is, he is beautiful, especially when in flight.






More photos in Flickr folder LiBai foraging voilational flights

LiBai mash making.
About 300 grams of beef mince, with 200 grams of chicken mince and 150 grams of dried anchovies(for the calcium). That was all done up to the kitty mash formula I wrote about in
Pakistan//Tinkerbell Kitty Mash//Dommie at the beach Ramadhan 2010 //Villa walkabout 2
Instead of the almond and brazil nuts, about 100 grams of human grade groundnuts(peanuts) were used.

Making of Tinkerbell Mash
Morning with Harry & the decision// Sultan of Oman Palace// Tinkerbell Mash Batch 7

suri - Read "Conditioning clicker day 3 - and some tips on suris"

milli - read "Found the perfect treat and Yingshiong first "step up""

if you forgotten about clicker training

Tinkerbell Legacy - VH parrot and Clicker Training Rant 06

Some thoughts on clicker - The initial experience with Tinkerbell

Clicker training and bonding with Tinkerbell

To Shanlung-Charlie and clicker training

Charlie and clicker training - beyond touch target //LiBai on finger and in slow motion videos —



Read Riamfada free flights in villa // And around neighbourhood for explicit details

If what I wrote help you and you like to help, give a thought
for the wildlife sharing our planet.
Do write that cheque to Gerald Durrell wildlife trust

I am a life member of Durrell Wildlife Conservation Trust. Do join us to do
whatever we can for the wildlife that shared our planet.
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