p3rr4n
07-23-2005, 07:26 PM
Ok so we all pile into the car and drive to Jersey to the breeder's store where Trixie was born for Trixie's first wing clip since we have had her (2nd overall, she was clipped as a young one before we had her).
I knew it was time for a clip because today I startled her when I was changing shirts and she flew to the otherside of the house like she was a hawk or somehting. :D
While we were riding in the car, Trixie was a little jumpy in her travel cage, no big deal though. Nothiong to bad. Oddly enough, when we crossed the bridge over the big river, she calmed down and stared at all the boats and stuff. :)
We get to the store. Todd (the owner) gently grabs her, holds her, spreads the wings and clips the 2 outside feathers.
Trixie didnt cry, scream, yell, fidget, squawk, or try to get away. She just had this really confused look while it was happening.
As soon as he was done she hops on his shoulder, almost as if she knew he was grandaddy or something. Then she comes to me and all is well. She snuggleds, looked at some birds and then I placed her back into her little portable pouch thingy with windows (I use that once we arrive at our destination and hasnt been used much).
So I was freakin out before we got there, all nervous and stuff. Turned out fine. She isnt miffed or anything.
Just same ole happy snuggly Trixie.
:)
I knew it was time for a clip because today I startled her when I was changing shirts and she flew to the otherside of the house like she was a hawk or somehting. :D
While we were riding in the car, Trixie was a little jumpy in her travel cage, no big deal though. Nothiong to bad. Oddly enough, when we crossed the bridge over the big river, she calmed down and stared at all the boats and stuff. :)
We get to the store. Todd (the owner) gently grabs her, holds her, spreads the wings and clips the 2 outside feathers.
Trixie didnt cry, scream, yell, fidget, squawk, or try to get away. She just had this really confused look while it was happening.
As soon as he was done she hops on his shoulder, almost as if she knew he was grandaddy or something. Then she comes to me and all is well. She snuggleds, looked at some birds and then I placed her back into her little portable pouch thingy with windows (I use that once we arrive at our destination and hasnt been used much).
So I was freakin out before we got there, all nervous and stuff. Turned out fine. She isnt miffed or anything.
Just same ole happy snuggly Trixie.
:)