Sylvester
Hit the Road
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This morning, I lost Egg, my turquoise blue parakeet. She was nine and a half years old.
Two weeks ago Egg was attacked by one of my cats. I was in another room and heard the crash of her cage hit the floor. I ran downstairs as fast as I could to discover her cage on the floor with my cat chasing her around as he flew madly into the walls. I quickly got the situation under control and for the day I just carefully observed her. She had no visible wounds and was not bleeding.
By the next day, she was puffed up, breathing heavy, and blinking like she wanted to go to sleep. I quickly took her to my parrot store and to a Avian Vet that they had recommended. The Veterinarian and tech gave her a examination and found no wounds on her. But to be on the safe side they gave her pain meds and antibiotics. The latter I was to administer to Egg twice a day. For a couple of weeks she seemed to be on the mend.
But I didn't get home until two this morning and when I went to give her the dosage of antibiotics she appeared to be fluffed up and blinking again. I carefully covered her and went to bed. When I got up, she was gone.
I feel so damn guilty for going to a vet in the first place and putting her through all of this. She was always a wild child and she would freak out the moment my hand would enter her cage. I then thought it would be better to just let her out of her cage to fly around, get some exercise, and then cage her. But she kept flying into walls.
Sometimes I think we do too much to these animals. But I know I would have felt just as guilty if I had sat back and done nothing.
I want to thank Lady Jane for being such a great friend who has been in my and Egg's corner since the beginning. I know we were both hoping for a happier outcome.
I am so sorry, Egg, and if I did any harm, I hope I am forgiven.