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Very cute!😋

So sorry for your loss.

The best thing to do is to tell your grey " No, that's not nice; shame on you" in a stern tone. Then walk away. You should be in charge, not your grey.

I'm thinking a treat, too. I don't want him to associate going back in his cage with playtime being over. Even though that's what it is, I suppose. My mom put Timmy back in this morning, and I gave him a treat. Timmy doesn't get territorial when I take him out of his cage. If he doesn't want to come out right away, he'll gently push my hand away. I'm okay with this. I want Timmy to have his own free will. I love my little guy.

Oh no! Timmy is sending you one painful signal of his displeasure, It is possible that he could be territorial over his cage or simply not wanting to go back in at that time. Moving forward I would put him back in minus any scritches. Perhaps a treat and make it a day. Or have your mom continue to do the honors.

Hard as it is to do, the advice I've always been given is to show no reaction when Timber bites. I really don't think he understands how damaging his bites are to me. Several have told me that the more reaction you give them, the more likely they are to repeat the behavior to get a reaction (reminiscent of small children). So, when Timber does give me a bite, I do what Luvparrots suggested. I say "no bite" to him sternly then clean up the blood trail and my sorry self without further fuss.

Does anyone know how Jayd is?

I have a Lilac Crowned zon who is 22 years old.

It happened AGAIN. We were having breakfast and a good time to go with it. I would pick Timmy up here and there - just so he doesn't associate me picking him up with playtime being over - and I'd tell him what a good boy he is before putting him back down. Breakfast was over, and it was time to clean up. I got Timmy back in his cage, surprisingly with no fuss! As a reward I gave Timmy a head scratch. He liked it for a moment, and then CHOMP! My little guy took a solid piece of meat off of my pinky - the same one in the same spot. My finger bled profusely, and I screamed bloody murder as I rummaged through the house looking for bandages, all the while leaving a trail of blood everywhere I went. It was like some gory version of Hansel and Grettle. This wound was deep, and something was really, really wrong. And I couldn't do anything, because I had to leave to go to class! (I take art school very seriously) I was in such a rotten mood on my way to class, that while driving I cursed my bird. This made me feel ten times worse. As upset as I was, I still love him to the moon and back. If there was any hope of reganing the feeling in my finger, I guess it's lost now. Anyway, my mom has been putting Timmy back in his cage after breakfast for me. I really think he just doesn't know his own strength. Maybe he's territorial over his cage?

So sorry for your loss! I have two cats remaining out of four, having lost two (one 18, one 19) last year. They do become family members and best friends.