When they were about a year old Conrehabit released them to the wild, but a few were evaluated as either being too tame or physically unable to live in the wild. That’s how we ended up with Pancho and Lefty. Pancho always seemed just fine to us, but Lefty has a twisted right foot so he obviously needs to live in captivity. We have enjoyed having them, and most of the time their shared cage has been out on our back patio, where we spend a substantial amount of time.
In November of 2009 I was visiting in Mexico City and Paul had stayed home. He was cleaning the cage one day and both birds escaped! Lefty couldn’t fly well and was recaptured from a bush in our yard but Pancho was long gone. He went fast and furious and never looked back. We were upset, but figured that he knew best if he was ready to live in the wild.
A couple days later our friends and bloggers Sandie and Mike saw him and wrote a blog post about it! They lived just two blocks from us and we assumed he would eventually join up with a flock that occupies some big trees a few more blocks over.
Fast forward to mid April 2010 – one morning I heard Lefty chirping regularly, and it was like he was talking or calling to another bird. I looked and looked and saw nothing. Then in the middle of the day I was out near his cage and realized that there was a bird talking back to him! Again I searched and searched and finally found Pancho, sitting in a tree just a few feet from me!
I got a dish of food and attached it to a branch. You could tell he was very tempted! After probably 15 minutes he decided to go for the food. He tried to fly but fluttered to the ground and looked relieved when I picked him up and placed him in our extra cage. He was dehydrated and hungry and his feathers were a mess! He had obviously had a hard time of it, especially one whole day where he tried and tried to get my attention without leaving his post!
We kept the two birds separated over night just in case Pancho was terminally ill or something, but the next day they got to share the same cage, like before. They seem happy, and Pancho will make little cooing sounds when I come over to the cage sometimes.
So that’s the story of Pancho, the Half Moon Conure.