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Updated: 2/2007 Rojo is a cranky old guy. Low key personality. He likes his Roudybush, toast (Alvarado Street breads esp.), Fuji apples and of course the occasional walnut, almond, seed treats. He isn't too tolerant of the other birds in the flock (esp. other cherry heads). He has been raised as a solo bird (he was very likely neglected and/or abused before coming into Mickaboo) and will tolerate hand feeding but that is about it for human social contact. Definitely not a shoulder bird, definitely still not a snuggler ? and is still a plucker, and probably always will be. Hopefully one day we?ll find just the right person who is willing to accept Rojo on his terms and giving him a loving forever-home. Hello my name is Rojo! I'm a 16 year old cherry head conure. I was a heavy second hand smoker who loved his seed, but that has changed now that I found Mickaboo! Now I'm eating Harrison's pellet (fine grade mind you, as I'm quite fine thank you very much!), apple slices, broccoli florets and the occasional seed treat. My previous owners are moving north out of state and they thought maybe I couldn't handle the cold. Bah I say! I've survived harsher conditions already, what's a little cold? But then again they may be right 'cuz I plucked nearly all my feathers long ago, likely due to the smoke and inadequate socialization. I was a solitary bird you see, and often left to my own devices. Not that I didn't try to let folks know that I wanted company by calling out with the occasional shriek and "Hello,Rojo!". Unfortunately, they didn't like the shrieking... so I learned "shut up" as well, which I use to good effect if other loud noises agitate me. I like toys, especially the leather variety that I can grip and gnaw on ..though I still hold a special place in my heart for my binky toy. I'm very shy of hands, but will reluctantly step up on a perch if gently offered. My feet are a bit arthritic, not just old age, but dowel perches for all my life, so I walk slowly. My foster dad got me one of those heated perches, which helps some. With enough of the right kind of care and attention, I could overcome my shyness and become someone's bestest buddy. Could that be you? Print this page |
