Since the number of birds has been reduced drastically, I am able to let them wander around when I can supervise them.
One of the weirdest behaviour changes is that many of them now prefer to walk around instead of flying, so I can hear the tick-tick on the hallway floor and be reassured that they are just nosing around.
Three days ago I was in he kitchen and the tick-tick stopped.Keith and Bubu flew to me yelling like devils, so I ran to see what was happening... and found poor Strider splashing in the toilet trying to get out, in full panic mode, with his friends screaming all around.
I fished him out, dried him, then put him in the sink and gave him a good rinse. Then I diluted some F10 and used cotton pads to clean him with it, then rinsed him again.
In the meantime he was happily biting me as hard as he could, the little devil!
At the end of all this cleaning, he was so miserable that he accepted to rest on my chest rolled in a clean towel. He was shaking like mad, poor baby!!!
When he stopped shaking and was almost dry I let him go and he sat on my shoulder, not moving for a couple of hours, very untypical of him!
Usually I put one of those big blue pills in the cistern to keep the bowl sanitised between cleans, thank god the last one was completely dissolved already (I put it in last month and it lasts 2 weeks) so I don't think he got any poison from it, but anyway the toilet water is ALWAYS full of germs so I was terrified that he'd get something nasty from it.
He seems ok now, was a bit subdued for a day but maybe it's because the shock, he was really panicking poor little baby
No matter how many times I scold Paul to keep the lid down, he just forgets. I think it's part of men's genes...
Anyway now the bathroom door is ALWAYS shut and I hope Rocks will be ok.
Did it ever happen to any of you? Do you think that my treatment was right? I didn't have a lot of time to think so I did what seemed sensible at the time, but if you have a better method to respond to such an emergency please let me know!