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These two characters had fallen from a Palm tree. No nest,
and no mum or dad in sight. Let the feeding frenzy commence.
Galahs Eolophus
(Cacatua) roseicapilla
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Photo:
Christine Goff
"Baby photos" |
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Well here we go again! A little story (with cute shots)
of another delightful pair I had in care for several months.
Identification is sometimes the initial problem facing a
carer when unfledged birds come into care. This one was
easy, thank goodness, as the pink and grey was obvious in
the pin feathers just starting to appear. A PAIR OF GALAHS!
The same caring gentleman brought me both of these littlies
about 24 hours apart. They had fallen out of the palm tree
in his back yard. No nest, or Mum and Dad insight. About
three weeks later, and 5 to 6 good feeds a day of baby cereal,
puréed fresh corn etc, etc, their feathers had started
to sprout.
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Photo:
Christine Goff
"Helping hands" |
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Feed time is quite a carry on, as in the wild their parents
regurgitate from the crop to feed their babies. This calls
for a strong beak-to-beak thatching action by baby to extract
the food.
So, a strong hand is needed to try to hold the bent spoon
(resembling mum's beak) with the formula steady. Baby is
going at it like a thatching machine while loudly shouting
out "gobble gobble gobble." Not to be outdone,
the baby waiting to be fed is squawking loudly in a strange
range of octaves, thinking he is going to starve. It's a
real feeding frenzy. An experience to remember.....
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Christine Goff
"My two are on the right" |
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You certainly learn by your mistakes. Pick the difference
between my two scruffs on the right, and the other two glamour
pusses. You probably noticed the chest feathers look a bit
tatty on my little darlings.
The reason being, a bib is necessary to keep their breast
feathers free from the porridge mixture. I washed their
little chests as best I could, but that mixture sets like
concrete, causing a few clogged feathers to fall out.
Never mind, when they finally checked out a month or two
later they all looked gorgeous, and just like normal galahs.
Thank Heavens.
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Christine Goff
"Walking out..... literally" |
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Always a happy/sad
occasion, the day they finally fly the coup. In the photo
you can see little George as we called him, first down the
steps. The four of them sauntered over to the grass, had a
pick about for a few minutes, squawked, flapped a lot, and
then they were off. Circling our house a few times, before
disappearing down the valley to the flats where galahs belong.
They came to visit for the next few days,
landing on our deck, but not staying for very long.
Good Luck fellas, it was a pleasure knowing
you!
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