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Today was just awesome. We bought a new cage for the Ecky's today, and so I was wandering around in the reserve behind our house looking for some interesting gum branches for perches, I was walking along, and there he was. Sitting in the grass trying to be invisible. A very young little Red Rump grass parrot. He is too young to fly, but has most of his feathers. It's been really windy here, so I think he must have been just sitting outside the nest hole and got caught by a gust. No way could I climb the 30+ feet up the tree to return him to his parents, so looks like I have a little Grassy boy! They are fairly common and worth about the same as a budgie, but to me his is a wonderful unexpected gift and I couldn't be happier! He's taken his first handfeeding like a little champion and loves snuggling down in Jeff's big hands already. I am already in love!

So glad you were able to save him! Going to name him Lucky?

So glad he landed in your yard instead of a cat fancier He certainly is Lucky--or, maybe Stormy...or Windy...or.....

Help! I'm naming birds and I can't stop

I am so glad that you found him. Can you send us pictures as he is growing?

Thanks guys! The little fella is settling in a bit. He still has moments when he would really prefer to not be with us, but, he does indeed love his handrearing formula. So I know in just a matter of days he will be a real member of the flock. Most of my rescue work was done in another state, the policy there was "rehab and release or euthanise". I found that to be at odds with my own personal ideals, so relocated to SA a few years back. The policy here is just the opposite. I would have to get special permission to release this little guy back into the wild. So he's with us for life now. I'll try to get a few pics of him today to post on my photo page. He is really cute. Looks like a technicolor budgie...lol

I would love to name him Lucky, but our Queen tiel is Lucky. Named that for a similar reason. So I am thinking about calling him Clover.

Sometimes I really do feel as if fate takes us by the hand and guides us. I was about a milli-second from turning in the opposite direction and walking away and would have never seen this little guy. He would have no doubt been cat or snake food before dark. (I know there's a bloody big snake lurking around back there somewhere because I found some hatched out herp eggs the other day. And they were the size of small chicken eggs!!!)