We took Dewey the Parakeet for his annual vet appointment. He was nervous during the car ride, but handled it well all things considered. (I tried to keep the ride as smooth as possible, but turns, stops, bumps, etc were inevitable.)
While waiting for the vet, he let his daddy (my son) scratch his face. There were a few loud dogs but Dewey took it in stride.
Dewey only really got nervous when we went in the room. I think he remembered last time in that room. Sure enough “towel lady” (the vet’s assistant) grabbed him with a towel and held him still. This doesn’t hurt him, but he was not amused.
The doctor checked him out and was very happy with his plumage and how healthy he looked. His nails didn’t even need to be trimmed because apparently Dewey has learned how to keep them trim all on his own. Then, Dewey was weighed (which he really didn’t like). He’s no longer a 35 gram bird. Now he’s a big boy at 43 grams! (All muscle, though. Not fat.)
After a quick trip home, Dewey relaxed and calmed down. Such a brave little guy!
On my last trip to the Aussie desert I saw a large flock of Dewies (Budgerigar) hanging out at a billabong (natural spring). They’re mostly green and yellow in nature.
He’s the bravest handsome little fella!
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