I was cleaning the aviary yesterday and was a bit careless with the door. Rhett flew away. I tried not to panic because I knew both Debra and their eggs were still in the aviary, and that he’d be back. I left the door open and kept a close eye on it. A few hours later, Debra left, but returned at dusk. Rhett turned up this morning. And now they’re both away again. The eggs are still there and she’s already come back once, so I’m pretty sure they’ll come back later today.
She seems to be able to fly with no problems, so I’m quite happy to let them out during the day and then lock them up at night so they can sleep safely without worrying about predators. I’ll also keep a nest on the go for them so they have a safe place to lay. I’d been replacing their eggs with fakes because I didn’t think it was fair to have them bring up babies in captivity, but if they’re coming and going, they can safely raise their young properly, and I’d be delighted to let that happen.
So I’ve gone from nurse to babysitter to maid to caretaker of a crash pad. All I wanted was for her to be safe and healthy and for the two of them to be together. Now they’ll get to do this while leading a normal life as semi-tame birds. I couldn’t have asked for a better outcome.