In the first photo, Jasmine was busy being interesting in and exploring the laundry basket, and he didn’t want to get a head scratch from me just then. Therefore, he communicated that clearly to me by pulling his crest and body feathers back, opening his beak, and taking a few warning swipes at my approaching finger.
In the second photo, Piper was already looking at me and sitting at her perch with feathers puffed, showing that she was calm and open to possible head rubs.
Parrots have times when they are up for cuddles, and times when they don’t feel like it at all. Some birds like cuddling more than others. Some birds may never prefer to cuddle or be touched at all.
No matter which type, please respect your bird’s individual personality and needs. Put yourself into their (adorable dinosaur) feet, and look at the situation from his or her perspective. Try your best to read his or her body language, to understand what your bird is trying to tell you, and he or she will appreciate and trust you even more for it.
➳ make silly faces in the mirror ➳ take a bubble bath ➳ pet a friendly puppy/kitten ➳ dance to your favorite song ➳ eat a rainbow of fruits (& veggies) ➳ take a long nap ➳ read some story books ➳ build a blankie fort then fill it with stuffies & fairy lights ➳ visit a toy store (or several) ➳ watch your favorite movies back to back
➳ give yourself a makeover
➳ color color color ➳ listen to lullabies or soft music ➳ do some yoga
➳ make snow angels ➳ pack a picnic
➳ cook some macaroni & cheese ➳ go on a long walk or scavenger hunt ➳ paint a picture frame or flower pot ➳ go to an animal/exotic bird sanctuary ➳ cuddle up with a bottle/binkie ➳ cry cry cry ➳ put together a puzzle ➳ eat a lollipop (or several) ➳ make a mobile with ribbon & paper
➳ bang together pots & pans ➳ build a block castle
➳ play dress up
➳ build a snowman ➳ go to an art/science museum ➳ bake cupcakes or cookies ➳ visit a candy shop (buy some sweets) ➳ make homemade hot cocoa ➳ brush your teeth & hair
➳ play cute online games ➳ buy a new toy or coloring book ➳ set goals then celebrate them ➳ watch funny youtube videos ➳ make a collage of cute photos for your wall
➳ set up a bird or chipmunk feeder
➳ stay in your jammies all day
➳ have a tea party with your stuffies
➳ make a new “imaginary” friend
➳ marathon your favorite cartoons
Hey, Ash! Thanks so much for shooting me an ask! I had so much fun writing it! I hope I get some more of these :3
“The first week is always the hardest. Just give it time, Vitya. He will come around, just be patient.”
This was the advice that Yakov had given Viktor when he had announced Yuuri was moving in after the Grand Prix Final. After Yuuri’s small victory at the finals, they agreed it would be best to stay with Viktor in Russia, so that they could perfect Yuuri’s routine. Not only that, Viktor would also benefit from Yuuri’s support when he was relearning his old skating regiment. As soon as the decision was final, Viktor had insisted that Yuuri move in right away. He couldn’t bare being away from Yuuri for so long. However, Yuuri wanted to spend some time with his family and close friends before he made such a big step in both of their lives. So, Viktor had waited patiently for weeks until the day Yuuri would move into his home. It was during this time that Yakov gave him the strange advice. Little did Viktor know, he would actually need it in the very near future.
It was one A.M. and Yuuri was up. Normally, having Yuuri awake wouldn’t bother Viktor. However, this was the fourth night in a row that Yuuri had been up in strange hours of the night. It was a sort of pattern really. Viktor would wake up early in the morning trying to get the most out of the day, Yuuri, on the other hand, had a strange sleeping schedule. Yuuri would fall asleep around four or five in the afternoon and get back up around midnight. It didn’t make any sense to Viktor, but he tried his best to be understanding.
A bright light filled Viktor’s vision and he opened his eyes only slightly. Outside his bedroom door, the hall light was on and Viktor could make out the distinct shadows of Yuuri tiptoeing down the hall. Although Viktor appreciated the courtesy, he couldn’t sleep like this. Viktor had spent the past few weeks sleeping with Yuuri cuddled with him. Now that he was by himself, he felt utterly naked and unnatural. It bothered him to no end!
He groaned and pushed himself up wrapping his blue colored blanket around his body. He was quite the sight. His usual combed and styled hair was now into an upheaved mess. His bangs clung to his forehead, and he had black bags under his eyes. If Yuuri only came to bed, he would be able to sleep.
He opened his bedroom door and squinted at the bright light of the television as his eyes adjusted. He looked over at the couch and saw Yuuri watching a video he must have taken from home. It was all in Japanese. Viktor could only pull out a few keywords from what looked like a romantic comedy. His beloved Makkachin was cuddled under Yuuri’s feet, snoring softly. Viktor never wanted to be a dog more in his life.
He took a step forward and tripped on a dog bone causing him to fall forward. Yuuri jumped and quickly turned towards the sound that surprised him. All he saw was an exhausted Viktor wrapped in a blanket like a child who had a bad dream. He gave Viktor a sorry look.
“Viktor, what are you doing up so late? ” He asked.
“I could ask you the same thing.” There was a moment of silence before Viktor chewed his lip. It was a nervous tic that Viktor had since he was a child. "Why don’t you sleep in bed with me? I’m sorry if I made you upset or hogged the blankets. I can make Makka sleep in the hall or-“
Yuuri smiled at him and grabbed his hands, interrupting Viktor’s long train of thought as of why Yuuri wasn’t sleeping with him. "You didn’t make me upset, Viktor. I just can’t sleep. If I would have known it affected you this much, I would have gone on my phone and let you sleep.” He scooted over on the couch and patted one of the cushions next to him. "Come here. You need to sleep.“
Viktor smiled tiredly and sat down next to Yuuri. He leaned into Yuuri’s open arms and nuzzled into Yuuri’s chest. He could hear Yuuri’s heartbeat in one ear and the soft hum of movie in the other. Makkachin’s soft snores slowly joined into the beautiful melody filling Viktor’s ears and lulling him to sleep. Yuuri’s arm tightened against his shoulder and a kiss was planted on his forehead with the softness of a butterfly’s wing. Viktor wrapped his arms around Yuuri’s chest and smiled. There was just something so domestic about the scene that made Viktor yearn for more. Eventually, he wanted to start a family with Yuuri. He would give anything, all the skating, all his medals, all the fame, just to settle down with Yuuri and spend the rest of his life with him by Viktor’s side. But, for now, Viktor wouldn’t change a thing. He burrowed his face in Yuuri’s chest.
“I thought you hated me. ” he murmured softly.
Yuuri chuckled. Viktor swore his voice was made of honey itself. It was so thick and sweet. "I don’t think I could hate you if I tried. “
“Then, why didn’t you sleep with me? ”
Yuuri gave him a surprised look and adjusted his glasses like he was embarrassed. “Viktor, you do know that there is a six hour time difference between Saint Petersburg and Kyushu, right? ”
Viktor could only smile like an idiot. He really had no idea.
Harvey the love bird was the only one of his kind in this big aviary. So we took him a friend. Meet Frost, the blue roseicolis :) Those pictures where emotionnal cause it was only the second day after we put Frost into the 23 meters aviary. They could ignored the other, but no. They immediately where interested in each other and already snuggled a little bit the second day.
NEVER take a bird alone, folks. Never.
They are made for life together. An alone bird is sad. Don’t feel offended by my words if you have an alone bird/parrot. I first took Sigrinn alone, during almost one year. And only then I discovered that birds needed to be into flocks ^^ You always can change your loved bird’s life, always. Never hesitate, they’re too precious.