Archive for May, 2011

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[Video] Pionus Clucking – Hormonal Parrots

May 30, 2011

Mika, my white capped pionus, has sexy time on her mind. It’s that time of year for parrots, that time when hormones rule and some birds get extra lovey-dovey and others get super cranky. Hopefully it’ll be over soon, as summer nears, but for the last month she’s been making her mating noise incessantly. It goes on longer than usual and is louder than ever. She often couples her “clucking” with something that looks a lot like toy-humping. (She’s not necessarily rubbing her vent on the toy, but she rocks back and forth while holding the toy in her foot behind her.)

I’ve never been able to catch this behavior/sound on video because she stops when I point my phone at her, but Mika’s clucking sounds just like this blue-headed pi does:

And this bronze-wing pionus:

How have you and your birds been faring the hormonal season?

Related: Parrot Hormones – Is Brat Bird Season Over Yet?!

Also check out: Hormones — The Downside of the Good Life

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Mika and Stewie… Still Not Sitting in a Tree

May 2, 2011

In the past I’ve written about the challenges of spending enough quality time with two parrots who hate each other. I’m happy to report that we have reached a decent detente for now.

I still wouldn’t trust Mika and Stewie on the same playstand together, but it’s now possible to have a bird on opposite shoulders at the same time. I still have to be on high alert, ready to move one or the other off me very quickly, but even when they realize that the other is just a few inches away on the other side of my head, both birds can just sit and chill. That’s huge progress from two years ago, when I would have been bitten bloody from both sides.

That doesn’t mean they’re ready to be buddies yet.

I took this video of Stewie over the weekend:

Even with the sound off, an astute observer of sun conure body language can tell the precise moment that Mika chose to fly over to us. He’s just hanging out, then he opens his beak in an aggressive gesture; once he figures out he probably can’t reach Mika, he turns his attention to gnawing furiously on the perch beneath him. That’s Stewie’s classic displaced aggression gesture. Whenever he’s mad about something, he reaches down and bites the snot out of his perch. Thank goodness he got out of the habit of screaming (or trying to jump on me in order to bite ME).