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Jun. 29th, 2006 09:45 pmpicked up Peeper's ashes today;
jethereal came with. they came in a cardboard box that was some 3"x3"x4", like it was in the mail as-is. I was even more confused when I picked up the box and it weighed more than she ever had. The woman behind the counter explained that they were in an oak box - it's kinda like a casket supposedly for display, and the base comes off with two screws revealing a little ziplock bag inside. They're more than a thimble but less than a shotglass, lighter gray than I expected, with bits of bone still visible. I cried some more, but not loudly.
Gabe waltzed over the ceiling of his cage - he likes hanging upside down, which Peeper never did, but he doesn't like to come out and hang out, which Peeper did. His poops seem super watery still, so I may call up the vet tomorrow, but they didn't call back w/ any worms... I'm making progress though: one time I accidentally knocked him off the arm of the chair I sit on, and when he landed a foot a way I held my hand on the floor and he walked over and stepped up without prompting. Another time he walked over to my foot and stepped onto my foot and I "elevator"-ed my foot up to my hand so I could transfer him to my shoulder. So it seems like he's starting to know me.
he's not Peeper, he never will be.
Gabe waltzed over the ceiling of his cage - he likes hanging upside down, which Peeper never did, but he doesn't like to come out and hang out, which Peeper did. His poops seem super watery still, so I may call up the vet tomorrow, but they didn't call back w/ any worms... I'm making progress though: one time I accidentally knocked him off the arm of the chair I sit on, and when he landed a foot a way I held my hand on the floor and he walked over and stepped up without prompting. Another time he walked over to my foot and stepped onto my foot and I "elevator"-ed my foot up to my hand so I could transfer him to my shoulder. So it seems like he's starting to know me.
he's not Peeper, he never will be.
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Date: 2006-06-30 03:48 pm (UTC)Gabriel does seem a little bit silly, but he isn't particularly social/friendly yet, which I miss. For example, he doesn't let me scratch him (and I was too young to remember how Dad figured it out with Peeper, maybe I'll ask him), and he doesn't like to come out of his cage. He also still can't figure out that whole "hey, my wings are clipped and I can't fly!" thing - he keeps trying to go for his cage from my bed and when he gets halfway there realizes he can't make it and backwings. I swear he flies backwards and lands right where he took off! If only I could train him to do it on command, it'd be an awesome trick. :)