The baby birds have finally flown the coop. Ok. I kicked them out of the coop. There was just no living with them! I had a nice quiet mom and dad. The babies weren’t bad at first. They were extremely ugly, but nice and quiet. Then they grew. They became cute little fuzz balls. Then they found their vocal cords. (Do birds have vocal cords???) There was no living with them once they reached the teenage stage of life. They could fly and eat on their own. Then the fighting started. It sounded like WWIII was going on. The birds are kept in the basement, but you could hear the racquet throughout the house!! I had a new home all lined up for them and was finally able to separate them from the parents. I left them in their respective cages for a day or so, giving them time to adjust.
Once the babies could eat on their own, the poor mom started taking out her feathers to prepare the nest for the next batch of eggs. (Ok, so I didn’t know I was supposed to provide the nesting material!! She just used the corncob litter the first time!!) We now have four or five eggs in the nest. For some reason they always hide the eggs from me. Go figure.
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