However, Magellan and his siblings had a crummy mother. As soon as her chicks started getting thier feathers, thier mother started plucking them out. (Mother Plucker!)
So I hand reared Magellan and his siblings. One day while I was feeding him, when he decided he'd had enough, he ran off across the desktop at lightning speed and before I could catch him, he fell off the edge and hit the floor. He was perfectly fine, (but I still felt guilty as hell).
I asked him nicely not to go "exploring" off the "edge of his world" again untill he could fly. Thats how he got his name, Magellan was the first explorer whose name came to mind.
Now, every trip to the aviary he is the first to greet me, and rides on my shoulder as I fill the feeders etc. He is fascinated by my eyelashes for some reason, and his favourite veggie is pumpkin.
Enjoy your Budgie Sunday!