Me and my SO are getting a baby Indian Ringneck today. We are going to learn to handfeed it, and take it home. It's a lutino. Should be cute.
I will definately take some pictures of the little tike once I get him home.
This is what he/she should look like:
Baby Ringnecks
Update of the saddest kind:
We picked up our baby bird yesterday at 5:30pm. He was snuggled in his critter keeper up against the breeders refrigerator, with a towel over his cage and a lamp to keep him warm. He taught us how to mix the formula and feed the bird. How to test the heat and how much to give him. We stayed for over 3 hours just talking about what we should and should not do. Talking about other birds.
His next scheduled feeding was at midnight. My SO mixed the formula just like he had been shown, but added a small amount of plain yogurt and some pedialyte to it. I told him not to deviate from the instructions but he did anyway. The bird would not eat for him, so I took the syringe and he ate everything I gave him. He had liked me better from the get go. He fell asleep shortly after feeding. I went to bed about 1am. He was snuggled in the corner of his tank with a toy we had purchased for him. My SO went to be about 1:30am. He was still sleeping.
I woke up at 6 am this morning, to check on him and possibly feed. I lifted the towel up to greet him only to find blank little bluish bird eyes staring at me. He was laying on his crop, formula in his mouth.
Sometime during the night he threw up. We are not sure why. He might have bumped his crop too hard, or the formula might have soured. We don't know. But he asphyxiated sometime during the night.
I have no pictures of him while he was alive. But imagine the sweetest little bird face you can think of. Still pinning, he would have been fully feathered in a week or two. Yellow. And he needed me. And I let him die.
Anyways, just updating.
I will definately take some pictures of the little tike once I get him home.
This is what he/she should look like:
Baby Ringnecks
Update of the saddest kind:
We picked up our baby bird yesterday at 5:30pm. He was snuggled in his critter keeper up against the breeders refrigerator, with a towel over his cage and a lamp to keep him warm. He taught us how to mix the formula and feed the bird. How to test the heat and how much to give him. We stayed for over 3 hours just talking about what we should and should not do. Talking about other birds.
His next scheduled feeding was at midnight. My SO mixed the formula just like he had been shown, but added a small amount of plain yogurt and some pedialyte to it. I told him not to deviate from the instructions but he did anyway. The bird would not eat for him, so I took the syringe and he ate everything I gave him. He had liked me better from the get go. He fell asleep shortly after feeding. I went to bed about 1am. He was snuggled in the corner of his tank with a toy we had purchased for him. My SO went to be about 1:30am. He was still sleeping.
I woke up at 6 am this morning, to check on him and possibly feed. I lifted the towel up to greet him only to find blank little bluish bird eyes staring at me. He was laying on his crop, formula in his mouth.
Sometime during the night he threw up. We are not sure why. He might have bumped his crop too hard, or the formula might have soured. We don't know. But he asphyxiated sometime during the night.
I have no pictures of him while he was alive. But imagine the sweetest little bird face you can think of. Still pinning, he would have been fully feathered in a week or two. Yellow. And he needed me. And I let him die.
Anyways, just updating.
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