I have been raising them for more than two months now.
There are a total of six, four large-headed budgerigars,
one yellow, one slightly light purple, one light blue and white more, and one light blue and white relatively less.
Two standard budgerigars.
One green, one blue.
The smartest one is little green.
If there is a slight gap in the food cage,
he finds a way to squeeze out, the most active.
Little blue is second.
Sometimes I wave a red flag with a stick back and forth in the room,
herding the parrots to exercise,
flying back and forth,
after a few rounds,
the parrots spread their wings to cool off,
from behind, their wings look heart-shaped,
quite like angel wings.
While herding, I noticed the number of parrots was off,
some parrots landed on the sofa to rest for two rounds,
and I continued to herd.
Little green knows that the most dangerous place is the safest,
he directly lands on the shoulder of the person herding,
as the person walks back and forth, he doesn’t leave.
Then little purple, he is not afraid of people and has also learned.
Little blue too.
They are still bickering on the shoulders.
Little yellow and little blue (light blue and white)
have been hungry before, the reason being they are not close to people. They are afraid of people.
Now they are a bit better.
Little purple once fell asleep in my wife's arms while she was sleeping.
Monitors, drying racks, fiber optics, router cables, sofa mirrors, and protruding places on the walls
are all their favorite places to stay,
the amount of bird droppings expresses their fondness for these places.
Now the internet often disconnects because they like to stand on the cables and peck at them.
The vacuum cleaner that has been idle for a long time is being used again.
Little feathers float easily.
I think there should be parrot down jackets.
But some people think it’s impossible.
After a few rounds, it gets hot.
This shows that the warmth retention is still quite good.
I usually let them out to exercise at night.
It’s easier to catch when the lights are off.
Now I catch one in each hand,
that’s two at a time,
pretty fast.
However, sometimes some go missing,
and then I search around several rooms,
only to find they are hiding in the gap at the top of the curtains.
Once, one hid behind the pressure cooker near the window in the kitchen,
it only flew out when it realized,
because sometimes they crash,
so I have to watch my feet.
Sometimes they crash into the glass of the sliding door,
sometimes into the thin wire of the drying rack,
sometimes they hang upside down and fall down the wall if they don’t grab well,
but fortunately, they should all be fine without fractures.
The most serious injury was one time
when I woke up in the morning and found one parrot suspended in the cage,
still struggling,
with bleeding spots on its wings.
Later I found it was tangled in a ribbon,
the thread wrapped around its wings.
I hurriedly cut the thread. I looked and estimated that a feather was entangled.
Now it has already recovered.