Maalik dodged a huge bullet yesterday, scaring the heck out of me while I watched helplessly from across the room. We are in the process of having our kitchen cabinets refinished, so all the bird cages have been pushed into various rooms while they stain and lacquer everything. The cabinet refinishers had removed all the kitchen cabinet doors, so all the shelves are wide open.
Last night Maalik was hanging out on my shoulder. He's not used to being out while in this particular room, so when I opened the curtains leading into the kitchen, Maalik immediately flew into his usual flight room. I think he may have been disoriented, seeing everything open on the shelves. Not sure. But Maalik made several laps around the room before deciding to perch onto the handle of a cocoa mug on the top shelf. The mug fell forward, knocking Maalik to the ground, followed by the mug striking Maalik squarely on his back.
I immediately scooped him up, repeatedly asking him if he was alright. He could definitely sense that I was concerned about him. He laid his head down on my shoulder for scritches, and he kept asking for more scritches. I couldn't decide if he was hiding a potential injury or simply enjoying all the attention. I know how well they mask their injuries. Kept looking for signs, but he seemed fine last night.
This morning I was so afraid to uncover his cage, but there he was, greeting me with his usual 'Good morning'. And 'I'm a cute bird'.
In a blink of an eye this could have been fatal, especially if that heavy mug had hit his head. So grateful that he's okay. Phew!