Happy Dance!
I’m guessing your birb is smaller.
Happy Dance!
I’m guessing your birb is smaller.
In this case, it was noticeable, because the eyelids were red and swollen. But I think it (probably) wasn’t an infection, since there wasn’t any discharge, and the swelling went down relatively quickly. I figure he probably scratched himself, or got an irritant in his eye. He seems back to normal now, thank goodness!
@Lucy_Gothro1: Yup, much smaller! The breed is larger than a parakeet, slightly smaller than a cockatiel. Here’s a stock picture for reference, since Krackle likes to attack my phone instead of posing:
yeah, sounds like maybe a scratch or maybe a stye or something. glad he’s on the mend!
Okay, the lady looks like she’s being controlled by the bird - YAY!
Why animals are better than people:
Yeah, cats at least are completely honest. Sometimes painfully so!
Yes, but sometimes my cats do lie. Like, Manny Pearl regularly tells me that he’s starving and desperately needs me to open a can of food for him because he can’t even remember the last time he had anything to eat. He’s doing it right now, as a matter of fact, not one hour from the last time he tried to pull this bullshit on me. He’s not starving, I promise.
But, other than that, he’s an honest dude.
Factcheck: TRUE!
That’s not lying - that’s part of being a cat. Trust me on this one.
yeah, i think of it like, from their perspective, that was AGES ago. SO LONG AGO.
OK, less outright lie and more like emotional manipulation multiplied by fast metabolism. I’ll give you that one.
Not just cats, of course…
Dog: I am starving.
Me: Actually, no. You aren’t starving. You get two very good meals a day. And treats. And Best Beloved fed you extra food while I was gone.
Dog: STARVING.
Me: I saw you get fed not four hours ago! You are not starving .
Dog: Pity me, a sad and tragic creature, for I can barely walk, I am so starving. WOE.
Me: I am now ignoring you.
Dog: STARVING.
Dog: Did you hear me? I am starving.
(from “I Has a Sweet Potato”, which I linked to …just last year? But it feels like so much longer!)
I miss Luke SO MUCH.
<Hugs.>
Cute!
I’m always amazed at how cats can unhinge their jaws and swallow a pig.
The hail and rain we’ve gotten since I carved and placed Luke’s grave marker has taken their toll on the wood (well, it was just a silverware box lid), so I decided to fill in the carved parts with nail polish (Sinful brand; Copper Pot was used for the lettering, I Miss You (!) for the heart).
And that sunshine makes it look deceptively warm - there’s a cold wind out thar; my hands were shaking from cold more than anxiety/caffiene, LOL!
I was sitting on the couch, on my laptop, avoiding sleep, when I hear a sort of slap sound from the vivarium near me. I look over to find this: