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Tinkerbell Legacy - Living with a flying parrot

Got my revenge on my wife unholy glee that other day

At 825am, I was already with YS on the cage door perch accepting millis from me and the backrubs. Then once more on the fan for a couple more millis and backrubs before I got my coffee and breakfast. He was just perching around in front of me singing softly and loudly, nothing territorial. I just watched the TV and did not pay too much attention to him. He was contented and did not pay too much attention to me either. That was good, as otherwise, he would be getting too much millis prior the weighing.

Remembering how bad he was yesterday, I decided not to weigh him until 930am, hoping the delay might make him more receptive. He knew that ritual started when I took the notebook with me into the flight room. The MM was 38.1, milli at 24.1. Then it took a while, before I had to go out to him on the top of the cabinet and persuaded him to go to the scale to tip it at 32.1 gm.

He made up for that earlier reluctance by allowing that backrub on the fan. And I could not complain of his response to recall cues at various distance. Followed up with that backrub on the fan again, which ended with a very brief body squeeze. But when I took up a pink ribbon loop, he firmly vetoed that by flying off to top of the cabinet. I wondered if I got to resume tieing pink ribbons to my fingers and spectacles the way I started in Plan A at the beginning.

He came shortly into the PC room to join me. Very good recalls that he did for his millis. Then followed by backrubs and light body squeeze. Joy was over at her notebook when I twirled my finger at YS. I liked that interactions. He would sing so softly and with wonderful variations and periodically whirling his wings to jump to tip of my finger and hop back to the fan. Joy was enchanted with that and told excitedly she wanted to try.

I stood back to give space for Joy to get to the fan. I noticed YS position altered just that bit, He appeared to be very cool to that idea of playing twirling finger with Joy. As Joy came nearer twirling her finger, YS backed off. Then as she got nearer still, YS hopped up and landed with his back to Joy and mooned her. That was so deliberate an insult that I could barely hold back my laughter. That was how I tried to be nice to my wife even as I recalled that unabridged glee she showed at the way I cringed after that disasterous first attempt at harnessing YS.

Joy wasnt going to give up and she moved her hand to the front of YS. YS flew up from the fan, into the corridor, and perched himself on top of the bedroom door. My sweet wife annoyed with the look on my face even if I did not laugh was determined to get YS to like her. So she took the milli box from my hand to raise that to YS in a massive attempt at sheer bribery. YS flew off down the corridor with Joy chasing her. He landed on the back of dining chair and as Joy reached him with the milli box, he flew off to the Paddington bear. And as Joy reached to him with the offering of millis, he flew to the fan. Then to the cage door perch and finally he flew into his cage where he could fly no more. Joy won her victory, and I saw poor YS finally giving in to my wife and taking a milli from the box.

As Joy gave the milli box back to me with a smug self satisfied smile, YS hopped out of the cage to his cage door perch. I called , and he flew to me crying and crying, landing on my finger and taking the millis. That you agree is a more dignified way of giving millis to YS than the chasing and cornering of YS in the cage to give millis.

I took sweet revenge for the unholy happiness Joy showed to me on that day of first harnessing when YS deliberately let my wife do backrubs on her and utterly refused to allow me to do so.

I need to get do a few things today in town. So YS was incarcerated back in the flight room at 10am. I thought of leaving him some MM until I looked back in this journal to see how it was like to get him down to sub 31.0

For the past few days, I had this collection of crickets that I could not feed to YS because of his weight and I yeared to feed that to him. So I resisted living MM for him and left for town. If his weight get down faster, than I can resume feeding crickets to him that much faster.

I got back for a while and at 445pm, YS was at 31.7 gm. I then had to go out again.

It was at 630 pm before I finally got back and found YS at 31.5 gm. There was no trouble at all with getting YS to the scale at all. Then we resume training. By the time I finished at 7 pm, he was at 32.8 gm I consoled myself that that was undigested weight of millis.

The milli was at 21.6, and that he was given 2.5 gm of millis.

I weighed in 38.3 MM , placed in after he slept.


Note: Normal weight range of shama is 28 - 32 grams
from the information below .



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


or to WWF or other conservation bodies of your choice

MM - mixed mash , from YSM 60%, Claus (food for insectivore birds)
20% and Sinlin 20% (local commercial food for shama)

YSM - Read "making of Yingshiong mash"

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

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

Yingshiong songs are in

She made more toys and took photos of those new toys for YS and the way YS was playing with them.

You can see that in folders

Yingshiong beady toys


The descriptions and captions of those photos will be lost if you use the slideshow, so it may be better if you see those photos one at a time.

If you liked the photos of Tinkerbell and Taiwan, most of those photos were taken by Joy with my camera.

For even more photos ot Tinkerbell and Taiwan, you should check out Joy's other folders in


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