Day Six

Puddy threw up some stuff from her crop this morning. Karen saw it, and said that it seemed to be liquid of some sort. I looked at her and she showed no sign of distress, but I decided to give her a casting tonight to help clean her crop.

I went up to pick her up and she seemed to be a bit flighty. I weighed her and found that she was at 896 grams. My first thought was that I had hit her top limit, and today's session was not going to be that great. She was also pretty grumpy about being touched, so I put my glove on and tormented her for a while. Karen came out bringing me a feather that Jessie had dropped. That was even better, so I tormented her for a while longer.

 She actually did pretty well with all the harassment.

 Biting the feather when ever she could get a chance to get hold of it.

 I sat her on the spool and was surprised that she was eager to walk to the fist for a tidbit.

 I called her to the fist twice, and then offered her a blackbird on the fist. She was unsure at first, looking for the raw meat. Finally she decided that what I offered might be worth while and she shot out a foot and grabbed it.

I picked her up and she ate her bird with relish. Hopefully that will help clean her crop. I will put her out on the lawn with a bath tomorrow.