Right now, thinking fowl play might be involved is a little too much for me to handle, but Cole lived alone, in his own room (not the bird room) and my mom is afraid to touch my birds. When I am gone, she just feeds them for me. They only get let out if my sister comes over, but Cole was a cage bird.... he really never liked leaving his cage.
I don't know how this could have happened, but I can absolutely feel the line on his head where something is just not right. It isnt like I can see into his skull (it is not an open wound), it is just what looks like a fracture.
I would never think anyone in my family could do anything wrong to any of my birds, especially Cole. My mom loved him and would talk to him all day. But she doesn't frequent the room he lived in, since he lives in my "apartment" on the second floor of my house. She went in to feed and water him over the weekend and said she last heard him this morning.
Plus, I can't imagine what it would take a person to do to hurt and African Grey like that. But Cole literally played by throwing balls around his cage, throwing different toy parts into the bars to make noise, and he slept on a toy that spins around from Grey Feather Toys since he liked the metal bowl thing as almost a shelter (I still have no clue how he did it). When I found him, it literally looked like he had fallen, except he had some strange fluid on his face that was coming out of his cere (but it was dry by the time I found him and was just sort of slick, not wet when I found him), and right above that right eye and cere was the "indentation" of what I believe is a cracked skull.
I may bring him in for a necropsy, but honestly, I don't know if I can do it. I held him and cried for almost an hour and just talked to his body. I almost feel like if I let him go in for a necropsy, I will feel like I am losing him all over again. I know it sounds weird, but my heart is in such a strange place right now, I don't even know why I am feeling what I am feeling.