Cinder came to us several years ago when a local pet store shut down. He had spent several years living in the pet store. That is not a good formative environment for a bird! He was frequently harassed by people sticking their hands in his cage. As a result, at a young age, he learned to defend himself by biting.
Cinder lucked out by finding a great home, with a family who'd recently lost their timneh. He realized that he didn't need to bite to communicate, though he still will occasionally try, so his family has to be on alert for his body language!
I'm not sure why these pictures are showing up so small, but here is Cinder on one of his play stands:And another picture:
Cinder is definitely one of the lucky ones, despite an unhappy beginning.
Monday, May 17, 2010
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