The Indian Ring Necked Parrot has become a pest of sort in Chennai. Even a few years back it was not easy to sight them, but now, every morning the people of Chennai wake up to the screaming calls. If by chance you are caught in a situation to care for one, even temporarily, you’re really in for a messy time.
Now that the winter is past and daylight comes early to this part of town, we can hear shrill squawking of the Indian Ring Necked parrots quite early - sometimes as early as half past five.
First few days are quite amusing, especially when they fly high foraging for food or call to each other while resting a few minutes on the avenue trees. When they perch on the terrace, occasionally, it is bit of fun to see the Indian Ring Necked Parrots chase away the crows, pigeons and some squirrels.
But if they ever land on the window sills, it is time to pick up some cotton wool - to stuff in your ears. The piercing calls can be startling, shocking and nerve wracking within a couple of minutes.
A week back a neighbourhood kid spied such a parrot on a street nearby, possibly injured. Fearing further attacks by stray dogs or cats, the teen somehow managed to grab the parrot, beg a loan of a small birdcage from a friend’s house and brought it to his home.
I think the bird was only in a state of shock or perhaps suffered from sprained or a tender wing, for within a day, he (or she) became quite active. I did not offer to take care of the bird for 2 reasons:
From the looks I have the suspicion that the bird is a juvenile, though I’ve absolutely no idea about the health or stages of parrot development. He was also camera shy and scared of people, which means it is really a wild bird.
The problem with the bird started in the nights and early mornings. The squawking was so loud and shrill that I could hear it from 2 buildings away. My poor neighbours must have been cursing the day their boy brought home the injured parrot.
:-)
To cut the story short, the bird was released today, at around eight in the morning. The little bugger initially refused to leave and hung around the neighbourhood trees for about half and hour. But soon acquiring its bearings flew away.
My Naughty half natters, ‘Hope the little one thought good of us, as otherwise he might well drop a poop next time he flies over.’
LOL
Now that the winter is past and daylight comes early to this part of town, we can hear shrill squawking of the Indian Ring Necked parrots quite early - sometimes as early as half past five.
First few days are quite amusing, especially when they fly high foraging for food or call to each other while resting a few minutes on the avenue trees. When they perch on the terrace, occasionally, it is bit of fun to see the Indian Ring Necked Parrots chase away the crows, pigeons and some squirrels.
But if they ever land on the window sills, it is time to pick up some cotton wool - to stuff in your ears. The piercing calls can be startling, shocking and nerve wracking within a couple of minutes.
A week back a neighbourhood kid spied such a parrot on a street nearby, possibly injured. Fearing further attacks by stray dogs or cats, the teen somehow managed to grab the parrot, beg a loan of a small birdcage from a friend’s house and brought it to his home.
I think the bird was only in a state of shock or perhaps suffered from sprained or a tender wing, for within a day, he (or she) became quite active. I did not offer to take care of the bird for 2 reasons:
- if the bird is suffering from some infection, I didn’t want the infection to jump to my cockatiels, and,
- my experience with injured birds is nil and don’t want the pain of caring for such a bird.
From the looks I have the suspicion that the bird is a juvenile, though I’ve absolutely no idea about the health or stages of parrot development. He was also camera shy and scared of people, which means it is really a wild bird.
The problem with the bird started in the nights and early mornings. The squawking was so loud and shrill that I could hear it from 2 buildings away. My poor neighbours must have been cursing the day their boy brought home the injured parrot.
:-)
To cut the story short, the bird was released today, at around eight in the morning. The little bugger initially refused to leave and hung around the neighbourhood trees for about half and hour. But soon acquiring its bearings flew away.
My Naughty half natters, ‘Hope the little one thought good of us, as otherwise he might well drop a poop next time he flies over.’
LOL
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