Rex bit the husband today. And not in the "Oh hi, let me climb on you" kind of bite. It was full on, not instigated, he's-not-gonna-let-go bite. The kind that draws blood. And draw blood it did.
I medicate Rex first thing in the morning- he gets his medicine, has an equal dose of scritches, gets placed in the shuttle for watching Humans-Make-Breakfast time. While medication isn't fun, he tolerates it, perhaps knowing that there's something awesome that happens next. The husband has night shift- he has to take an angry (and often determined and cranky bird) out of his cage, medicate him, then place him back. No fun. Only hassle.
It's been escalating, too. I'm kicking myself for not noticing that Rex's attitude towards the husband has been souring quickly. It looks like I'm going to have to be the bad sheriff in town for a little while, at least until we finish our antibiotics. The other sheriff will have to be the bringer of treats- hopefully his reputation can be improved.
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I hope his attitude has changed towards the hubby. He may be jealous.
ReplyDeleteThanks! He's doing a lot better now- the husband has had no problem handling him and Rex willingly accepts scritches now. I think it was just a bit of a rough patch. :)
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