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Tinkerbell Legacy - Living with a flying parrot

Singapore and Yingshiong again 3 months after
I left Riyadh on Thursday night, 5 June and eventually reached home on Friday afternoon to be greeted by my wife. After three months in Saudi Arabia, it was good to be back even if in Singapore. I could get my beer and pork chops.

Which were part of the reasons why I never managed to do any updates when I was in Singapore.

After my wife, Ivan then greeted me by curling around and around my ankle. Yingshiong was stunned that I returned after 3 months. He just perched and looked at me intensely. There was no flying to me, circling my head and singing songs of happiness at me. He just sat and stared. When I approached him, he flew off and back into his flight area.

After getting a drink and relaxing a bit, I approached him to see him flying off to the high perch before flying down to the door perch. So I raised my hand, and gave him his recall cue. To my disgust, instead of flying to me, he immediately flew up to the high perch. Then he flew down. I waited a while and did another recall. He again flew the other way. I took the milli box to tempt him. He was not having that. All recalls got him flying the other way. I up the bribe. I dug around in the smbs to find suris were so plentiful without me around to harvest them. So I got some suris. That did not work either. YS was not flying to me to the delight of my wife. She then took the milli box, called YS to have him flying down to her wrist to take the millis.

I found that to be most amusing to be given the cold shoulder by YS. YS proceed to ignore my request to fly even to the weighing scale. I left the flight area again to see him responding to my wife to fly to the scale.

YS kept looking and looking at me. Any attempts to get close to him would get him flying away and then turning around to look at me.

I accepted the rebuke from him as penance for my absence. I had other things on my mind. Such as getting downtown to have wonderful sashimi and beer with my son and to buy the books by Bernard Cornwell that I could not get in Riyadh.

The next morning, YS had not entirely forgiven me. Despite my waving of suris at him, all recall attempts from me had him flying the other way. If I did nothing, he just stared at me. But when I did a recall, he flew the other way. He was not coming to the scale. I retreated to see him performing perfectly for my wife in getting himself weighed and flying to perch on the milli box hold in her hands. I could only smile. YS is a shama, a shy and extremely timid bird. So I spend time in his flight area, reading a book, periodically calling him, talking to him and sporadically trying for recalls that I knew would not work. He looked at me, but turn his head away refusing to look at me when I called his name.

It was the same and not the same on Sunday. YS still did not fly to me. But he resumed his singing. He refused to accept millis or suris. But if I drop that on the table, he was then prepared to fly to the table to pick up the milli or suri and back again to the cage.

I knew I would get him, but the question was if he would respond to me before I had to leave again in a few days. Since he was moulting, I was not going to reduce his YS mash that was always present in his bowl. If he was to come to me, it will be a coming to me entirely of his choice and not a choice based on hunger.

Then on Monday morning, after having my coffee in his flight area, I raised my hand and wave a suri and did a recall. He flew towards me, hovered and returned to his perch. I was delighted. He got over his sulking at me to make at least an attempt even if he did not land on me. I gave him a few more minutes, and I tried again holding a milli box in my right hand with my left hand extended for him to perch on. He flew to me, landed on my right wrist and took a couple of millis from the box. I was delighted! Even if he did not land on the finger, he landed once again on me even if that was on the wrist.

I tried again, and he landed on my finger. I had to call my wife to see that. YS had not landed on her finger yet. I was very pleased to have him repeating that a few times.

I then left him to do his things while I walked over to the PC room. In a while, he flew over to the PC room and landed on the back of my chair. I smiled. YS was also reaching out to me. I turned to offer him suri to have him immediately flying away from me. I took that as pure shama nature.

Later on, I went to the sofa in front of the TV with YS on the fan. I called his name to see him turning his head to look at me. I then gave recall for him to fly immediately to land on me to get his suri. He did that a few times for me to know the ice was broken and he forgiven me. I tried a longer recall with me at the door. But he refused to respond. I had not problems with that and knew it was a matter of time.

Time passed by too quickly for me. Evenings and nights would see us going out with friends for drinks and to eat. You understand pork dishes dominate most of the meals.

On Tuesday, his recalls were getting very firm. I was happy with that as I had so many suris that I harvested. All his recalls to me were in either flight area or very short distance recalls. No intermediate or far recalls yet. His singing became more pronunced. I was surprised he was even doing territorial loud singing, as if he was singing to me.

On Wednesday, he unbend himself to do beautiful recalls at intermediate distances as well to me at the door.

All too song, I had to leave Singapore on Thursday evening to be in Riyadh now.

I forgot to take the photos with me from Riyadh to post onto flickr of the falcons here. In leaving Singapore, I forgot to take with me the camera.

Warmest regards



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



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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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