A three year old normal blue budgerigar (parakeet), he is called Big Boy not because he is especially large. But because it's kinder than calling him 'Bad Boy', as in the kind of guy who will always break your heart. Although why I should have concern for his feelings is a bit of a mystery.
A couple years ago he hooked up with Verdigris. Everything was going great between them. They set up a nest, had a great clutch of eggs, were wonderful parents together. But one day about halfway to the chicks fledging - BOOM - he was outta there. The skunk! (Verdigris and I raised the chicks from there.)
This dastardly rogue had done the same thing to Darkwing the year before. As a result, Big Boy will no longer get to go to the breeding room.
He's certinally handsome, especially when he raises the feathers on his head. His song is sweet and enchanting. But I wont trust another hen's heart to this cad. He doesnt interact with me or the other birds much, and if he has a fave veg, he isnt letting on what it is.
Mostly he sits in his favourite sunny spot singing to himself, and Ive no doubt, planning his escape!