136 - The Birdyard
Our Monk parakeet (Miss Trixie, named after a character from A Confederacy of Dunces) is one of the least playful birds I have ever seen. She’s not really interested in much besides riding my shoulder and playing with my ear occasionally.
Today I picked up a bird yard for her, outfit it with some toys and a few cups with seeds and water in them and set it on the table in front of her. She was eyeballing me the whole time and letting out an occasional squawk. The trick is to leave it there long enough that she finally checks it out, however, this could take weeks and, in fact, it’s entirely possible it will never happen.
Like I said, she’s not very playful or inquisitive.
