I trimmed Rocko's wings.
I hated doing it. It was his first full set of flights, ever. His breeder cut them before he was old enough to learn how to fly, although thankfully that didn't lead to weaker muscles or clumsy flying skills. I felt bad taking that away from him, and not to mention hacking off those pretty feathers! I ended up having to do a full clip (or taking off however many flights are visible growing past the wing, whichever it is), because he could still get enough lift to fly onto our grandfather clock otherwise.
But he instantaneously became sweeter. He's just sitting on my shoulder cuddled up to me right now. Any other day he would be flying around my room and causing trouble anywhere he could, and that's why I haven't been letting him out of the cage as often.
I'm really hoping that this helps him bond to me more. He's been so aggressive ever since he became flighted, to everyone except for my mom. He hasn't even tried to bite me since I trimmed him, which is an achievement on its own.
I hated doing it. It was his first full set of flights, ever. His breeder cut them before he was old enough to learn how to fly, although thankfully that didn't lead to weaker muscles or clumsy flying skills. I felt bad taking that away from him, and not to mention hacking off those pretty feathers! I ended up having to do a full clip (or taking off however many flights are visible growing past the wing, whichever it is), because he could still get enough lift to fly onto our grandfather clock otherwise.
But he instantaneously became sweeter. He's just sitting on my shoulder cuddled up to me right now. Any other day he would be flying around my room and causing trouble anywhere he could, and that's why I haven't been letting him out of the cage as often.
I'm really hoping that this helps him bond to me more. He's been so aggressive ever since he became flighted, to everyone except for my mom. He hasn't even tried to bite me since I trimmed him, which is an achievement on its own.