Sadly I had to give her away because she never wanted to be a bird.
I drove an hour and a half to get her a friend, another peachick girl the same age, but she thought the newcomer was a stalker and never trusted her. She got used to Kazoo somewhat over the winter and then I let them free range in the spring, but it turns out that Kazoo thinks she's a chicken and adopted a round orange New Hampshire Red hen (Nutmeg) for a mom. She follows Nutmeg around 100% of the time and takes food out of her beak.
Which was fine with Wheeper because she just wanted to be with my husband, or 4 children, or me- anything with 2 legs. She was even happier with the dog than with birds. But she would make croaking sounds at my 7-year old when he came running to me, and a couple of times she started trying to "defend" me from him approaching. Which meant she jumped in the air in front of him and half-heartedly kicked. She calmed down but I was worried she would someday really kick him, maybe in the face, so she had to go (she was about as tall as his chest.) She went to a great home where the woman lets Wheeper out all day and is penned with peafowl at night. Wheeper follows her new mom around while she gardens, and her new mom adores her and lets her sit on her lap where she gets petted.
I was so sad about having to give her away, because the little boy that I was worried about used to hold Wheeper on his lap for hours every day... you know how a lone peachick needs attention 100% of the time or cries incessantly and gets louder with age until no one in the house can stand the noise. So the kids all took turns holding it from day 1 while I made dinner and did stuff but the 6 yr old had all the patience in the world to hold Wheeper, and really loved her. I just couldn't take the risk about her kicking him because she playfully kicked me once when she was about 6 months old and I thought, "This would not turn out well for a child." And I don't have the heart to pen anything adult so she needed a new home.
Thanks for asking about her... believe it or not this is the abbreviated version since she was one of my babies.
Hope all goes well with Blu. Looks like he remembers your room from when he was a chick. I remember the pictures from when he and the other 3 all fit in the wire rabbit hutch in your room! Now he has the room to himself without having to share with the other 3... he must have been planning this all along.