Hi, I'm new to this site but I have been posting on Too Talk on Birds N Way since I am also owned by a U2. I am the mom of my 15 y/o daughter who adopted Sydney, a Congo African Grey from a local shelter in September 2010. Per the shelter, she was purchased from her prior owner as a "breeder" and is approximately 10 y/o. Her name was Monty (yuck) and from what I gather, the old owner had 4CAG's & the owner was found dead, so the rescue came for the flock. Not sure if Sydney saw him die or what. In his care, she was always a feather plucker but not a mutilator. She was at the rescue from last April 2010 until we adopted her in Sept. 2010. We chose her from 2 others b/c of her sweet, curious & fearless personality. At that time her chest from neck to toes was bald with a good size wound in her chest (maybe the size of a quarter). We visited Sydney at the rescue each weekend for a few weeks before adopting her so we could get her new home ready. Some weeks her chest would looked aggravated and other times it looked like it was clearing up with some feather growth. We knew when we adopted her that she would require lots of TLC and work and we were ready. That brings us to today. We have had Sydney for 4 months. When she arrived home, she was quarantined to my daughter's room until we have her vet checked for beak & feather-negative but was put on Baytril antibiotic for her wound. From her adoption in Sept to today, we've had her on seeds, then on a holistic (no wheat, no milk) diet, fresh fruits (she didn't like), fresh veggies (tolerates carrots), lots of toys, lots of snuggle time, daily baths then baths once a week, a regular bed time routine, put a strip light over her cage, then removed it. Clean her cage regularly. Have misted her with all natural Aloe/Water to sooth her. We either put the bird sitter video on or the radio on when we're not home and she has full access to see outside. We've brought her downstairs with the other flock of 5 to "hang out". She's on clomipramine for her OCD with her chest. A week ago Sunday, she almost blead to death. Took 4 hrs of calm and diligent work to get the vein to stop pumping (squirting) blood out. She just got lucky that it was the weekend and I happened into her room and found her, otherwise, her fate would have been realized since we all work and go to school during the week. Since that time, we went to our local vet for an avian e-collar (she ate 4 in less than a week) Took her back to her avian vet last Sat. (1 1/2 hrs away) who fitter her with two collars (spherical and e) and is back on Baytril, on a critical care formula & a topical antibiotic for her open wound (which has grown from quarter size to stretching from one wing across her chest and headed toward the other wing). She lost .47 grams since Sept. They cauterized her main bleeders and was given a dap or two of styptic powder. (The stress of the collars, etc. caused the large scab to crack and she began to lightly bleed.) Of course the stress of our 1 1/2 hr drive + our 1 1/2 hr vet visit + 1 1/2 hr drive home (with her new double collar gear), made for a very upset & mad Sydney. I'm in tough love mode in a desperate effort to keep her with us. I can't allow her to further harm herself. (BTW, we've had a few less severe scares with ther and bleeding, but this last time she got a main vein and it was squiring out). We're hand-feeding her 3x / day by syringe, snuggling with her as much as she will allow, giving her both the oral and topical antibiotics 2x/day and puting her to bed at 8:30 pm. We've been providing lots of things to destroy since she cannot destroy herself and she does quite a number on that stuff. She is the sweetest bird, loves to snuggle, bark, bob her head, sing, whistle, mimmick and give kisses. She doesn't have a mean bone in her body to anyone but herself. My next move is to move her and her cage downstairs with the other birds and around the hub bub of our home. Maybe she's lonley? Also, after her wound finishes scabbing, will begin removing the e-collar for supervised periods of time. Maybe the injury just hurts and bugs her so she gets relief by picking at it, but if it's cleared up ad she's found that destroying newspapers and cardboard is better, she will leave her chest alone. Any ideas, recommendations, insight, advice would be greatly appreciated in an effort to help her live a quality of life. She's worth it!
Thanks All.
Sheryl & Sydney