The last of my December babies. Zoey was the first to come home and the one with me the most. She is Daddy's girl for sure!! She is my cuddle bug. Kelly has always refereed to her as my birdy Prozac. lol
Lets see, this last year I let her flights grow out to see ow she did flying around the house. There was only one thing that got her to fly. The dreaded syringe. For her meds when she had her little bacteria. But she would only fly far enough to get 3 or 4 feet away from me then she would drop to the ground. I would practice with her by throwing her up and on the bed. She would only use her wings for air brakes!! If something scared her (she is a Sennie and this happens often) she would not let go of what ever she is on and just flap the heck out of her wings!! Still does this.
Well, being as I switch off between her and Sophie going places with me and putting on a harness is nothing short of a blood fest, she will stay trimmed.
Besides, she knows how to get where she wants to go............ just look at Papa like she does............
HAPPY HATCH DAY
ZOEY!!!