Last year around late November I picked up a starving literally skin and bone baby rainbow lorriket of the side of the road who not only was too weak to fly but also had malformed feathers (I suspect mostly due to bad diet) so couldnt fly even if he had the strength.
We bought the poor little tyke home knowing it would be a long haul to get him well enough to return to the wild.
Fast forward to this current day and Lotto (in Australia Lotto is run by Golden Casket and their logo is a rainbow, and when we found our Lorriket we where on our way to put on lotto), his name has come along in leaps and bounds.
From being a skrawny little fellow who only ate and slept rebuilding his health and reserves, he now plays most of the day and only eats when the need takes him.
But when he plays its all out, he does loop de loops around various perches, hangs upside down from the roof of his cage while rattling and shaking what ever toy he has a hold of with either his beak or foot. As well as running up and down a ladder or just squeezing through the rungs. He also chases a ball meant for a cat with a bell in it around the floor of his cage.
He comes to the front of the cage and if you put your face right up to the bars he very gently and tenderly reaches out to lick your eyebrows or nose. Even when he's threatening to bite because you have dared to touch one of his toys or food bowl he only punches and never bites.
But by far the cutest thing is this, the other day on a whim I got Lotto a bird hammock, and for a while Lotto figured it was only good for chewing the string that hangs it or feeling the texture of the inner fuzzy lining with his tongue. But the other night I finally caught him using the hammock more of less for its intended purpose.
Its really funny because he squeezes in so far but feels he has to keep his feet on a perch outside for a quick exit.
We bought the poor little tyke home knowing it would be a long haul to get him well enough to return to the wild.
Fast forward to this current day and Lotto (in Australia Lotto is run by Golden Casket and their logo is a rainbow, and when we found our Lorriket we where on our way to put on lotto), his name has come along in leaps and bounds.
From being a skrawny little fellow who only ate and slept rebuilding his health and reserves, he now plays most of the day and only eats when the need takes him.
But when he plays its all out, he does loop de loops around various perches, hangs upside down from the roof of his cage while rattling and shaking what ever toy he has a hold of with either his beak or foot. As well as running up and down a ladder or just squeezing through the rungs. He also chases a ball meant for a cat with a bell in it around the floor of his cage.
He comes to the front of the cage and if you put your face right up to the bars he very gently and tenderly reaches out to lick your eyebrows or nose. Even when he's threatening to bite because you have dared to touch one of his toys or food bowl he only punches and never bites.
But by far the cutest thing is this, the other day on a whim I got Lotto a bird hammock, and for a while Lotto figured it was only good for chewing the string that hangs it or feeling the texture of the inner fuzzy lining with his tongue. But the other night I finally caught him using the hammock more of less for its intended purpose.
Its really funny because he squeezes in so far but feels he has to keep his feet on a perch outside for a quick exit.