We (my roommate and I) were up really late. I had put my dog in my room. He's awesome with the birds, they were in their cages anyways. I went in my room to do my homework for therapy. I glanced at Eli, like I always do, he was on the bottom of his cage. On his side. I freaked. he wasn't dead yet but he was paralyzed. All I can think of is he had a night fright and broke his back/ neck. I picked him up (very gently) and held him while he died. I cried the whole time and starting to tear up now just thinking about him.
He was my first bird and my second sweetest bird that I had, my sweetest was LittleFoot. I feel like such a terrible bird mom. I thought having a lot of toys and ladders in his cage was a good thing. But I think that's what actually killed him.
I am going to find a way to cremate him. I can't afford it at this point and time but they will freeze him till I can pay it off. I know that sounds terrible. But it's really important to me.
Please whatever you do , don't take them for granted I did and see what happened?