The Green Houdini

Rex is not a single cage type of bird. He has four cages. He has a large cage by the dining area (complete with a birdie jungle gym). He has another large cage in the bedroom. He has a tiny travel cage for the vets. And he has a small cage I like to call the "shuttle." I'm super paranoid about him being stepped on or squashed, so if he's not my 100% focus, his butt is in a cage.

Rex's shuttle is by far his favorite cage. It is the cage that I put him in when the humans do Dangerous Things (i.e. wash dishes, cook dinner, clean house, etc). He understands that the shuttle means entertainment - he knows our routine.

This shuttle is not really well made. It's obvious that it's meant as a travel cage, and it's much too small to be a permanent home for any type of animal. And as such, I should have realized that the doors are light enough to be popped open by a inquisitive bird.

The other day the husband was washing dishes when suddenly Rex escaped out of the cage and dive bombed him. He instinctively grabbed him and put him back, not realizing that he still had soap on his hands. I took Rex into the bathroom and washed him down to make sure he was residue free before leaving him to his own devices.

Now we've got the shuttle on lock down- zip ties on the easy-to-open doors. While effective, these haven't stopped our optimistic little green Houdini from trying.



As I type this, the little munchkin is chowing down and singing. It must be a tough life being so damn cute.