He's been working on his fluttering and just today I saw him FLY a short distance from a flower pot to the stool where I've been putting his bread to encourage him to flap those wings. Yay Amuse-bouche! That was a big improvement from yesterday when he jumped (I had it closer to the flower pot), and promptly fell off in a heap.
His mother visits regularly and has been trying to demonstrate to her stubborn little chick what his wings are for, as evidenced in the below image. She's a good mum but he doesn't seem overly inspired.
Ever since I began putting seed out a few days ago, the rest of the family comes-a-calling too. Maybe their strategy is to eat all of his food to convince him to hunt? Or maybe they're just being birds and are not opposed to a little free seed and to heck with him.
I look forward to seeing the little guy every morning when I come downstairs. Now I feed my dog, who is spinning in circles impatiently, waiting for breakfast then I cut up bread and watermelon for Amuse-bouche who is always hopping about impatiently waiting for his, sheesh!
We are leaving on holiday in two weeks. I hope Amuse-bouche has figured out flight by then, otherwise, I'm going to have to pay my dog-sitter extra.