......again with Sparkles! She is my favorite, and according to the breeders she is NOT their favorite. These birds are very territorial !!
She LOVES to attack pill bottles! For the most part I have raised birds my entire life. It all started with a Parakeet, some pet store biter. NEVER!! NEVER wil I buy a bird from a pet store as long as God is my witness. Hand raised birds are a lot more work and are a lot more rewarding. The parakeet from my youth, none the less died, by accident of course I was a child how was I to know. From that day forward my father instructed me on the care of birds via PIGEONS !! He was wise for taking the path he did with me. First we caught some barn pigeons, next we raised them, then we allowed them to breed, and then finally my dad asses the situation, then decieds. He sat with me and told me stories of how pigeons were used in WW1 or 2 and how as a child him and his father raced pigeons in a club, after that my dad asked me if I was serious to join a racing club. I said "Yes!" of course because I was still too young to fall in love with girls.
My first year in the club I don't think that half of my racing crew even made it home, and the other half was from barns. I asked my father to some effect as to what are we doing we are losing all our birds. He told me calmly just wait. You cant win them all!! He also told stuff like be patient you are learning. He had a plan all along.
The second year of racing pigeons seemed worse! I took the parents of the actual birds that came home, the other half was trash!! Allowed those birds to breed thinking that the with the 'seasoned' birds and a flock of newbies I can start racing. I still don't know that I even placed or took home any points. That summer is when I realised what my dad was doing. He was watching all of the other members birds and determing who in the club had the BEST birds. we starting asking to come and look at the others memebers coops' to see if we could 'adjust' our building or the way we do things. After talking to every member we got a link, a connection the blast to the past. The best racer since the War ended. He hasn't raced for over twelve years. One pair was worth $500,000 he loaned me pairs for the season, and I kept a record of every bird with as much detail that was available. season three I won first place with other honorable matches, and it was great because after that every one asked were did you get those birds and when my dad told them they kind of looked scared. It was real quiet that night I had just turned 12 years old and had almost three years of genetics logged and recorded with some of the best Racing Homers in the world. I remember one bird came from Japan and it was very strong and powerful, my sixth grade home room teacher overheard me talking about my birds in class one day he asked me to stay after class, the entire class thought I was in trouble, but he only wnated to let me know about the teacher that had a class next door. He told me that Mr. Swanson had racing homers and really good ones, I laughed at him. He DID NOT know how much I went through to get were I was at to simply walk into class and have a World Class Breeder teach only 3 feet from where I stand !!! NO WAY ! I walked next door and introduced my self. He gave me his number and informed me to have my dad call him. I told my dad about him so much he got sick. He called Mr. Swanson on a Saturday afternoon and he invited us over to his house. It was the coolest Pigeon Coop I had seen. He walked into the coop and grabbed two birds that were in a small cage and he handed them to me. He said that if I lost them I would have to give him alot of money !!! He laughed and said if you have to ask it too much for you !! He told me that these birds are not mine, do I under no cicumstance let them go, lend them out or feed them anything other than the food he gave me. I said Ok and I returned home with a Jensen breed of birds so rare they were almost priceless then. Well I had two fertile eggs from that hen, and as soon as they were layed the birds had to go back. I returned the birds with out incident and I had gained a really strong force in my race team. The eggs were reared by another pair of my birds and they grew up healthy winning races the first year. Later on down the roada few guys had quit they only came back to race to get out of the house but I guess I made them a little agitated. I learned alot from my dad and learned alot about wildlife through my birds. Well I can't have a dog or a cat or a yard full of pigeons but I CAN have a parrotlet that loves me like her own. She does get grumpy every once in a while but it must get confusing to NEVER breed that is their second Natural Instinct, their first is to eat.
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how is yours like had i have a femle green parolet and she never wants t be pput down always on my shulder she is scared of anything you put in front of her any suggestions?
masmas1029 10 months ago
@masmas1029 ..the best thing I found is to slowly present something. sparkles was scared of the shower perch but then I hung it near her cage for a couple of weeks, then slowly moved it into her cage. Now she hangs out in the shower on the perch she was deathly afraid of.
MadMatt5201 6 months ago
parrotlets are so cute, but mightly little birds
avianlover1 1 year ago
Yes they are unbelievable !!
MadMatt5201 1 year ago