Because of Kamara's damaged feet, and because she's become a free-range birdie who almost never has her door shut, I've been making an active effort to ensure that the room she's in is completely safe for her. Padded floors in case of falls, anything she can get her head stuck in either removed or hidden where she can't get to it, cords tucked well out of the way of wandering beaks, anything potentially toxic or dangerous taken out...
I thought I did a decent job making sure she was safe, and because she's such a mild-mannered, sedentary grey, I figured (hoped) she wouldn't manage to get herself into any perilous situations.
Stupid.
This morning I went in, expecting to find Kamara snoozing on top of her cage or on her sleep perch, as always, but she wasn't there. I did a quick scan of the room, wondering whether she'd found a new favourite place to sleep, and then I saw her in the air, limp as a boned fish, hanging from a net by her foot.
I think I might have died for a second, but then she flapped her wings angrily and growled at the net, still struggling, and I booked it across the room, scrambled onto my chair, and got her down. She was too weak to do much but lie in my hands, and her foot was massively swollen, so I wasted no time and rushed her to the vet as fast as possible.
I'm at work now (I couldn't take time off) and getting updates as they come, but poor Kamara must have been hanging there for the better part of the night. She's exhausted and certainly in shock. They're keeping her warm and quiet, but of course there's concern for her foot. There's nothing broken, blessedly, but her circulation was cut off for who knows how long; the vet seems hopeful that it wont have to be amputated, but poor Kamara already has so many issues with her feet.
I'm so tired.
I thought I did a decent job making sure she was safe, and because she's such a mild-mannered, sedentary grey, I figured (hoped) she wouldn't manage to get herself into any perilous situations.
Stupid.
This morning I went in, expecting to find Kamara snoozing on top of her cage or on her sleep perch, as always, but she wasn't there. I did a quick scan of the room, wondering whether she'd found a new favourite place to sleep, and then I saw her in the air, limp as a boned fish, hanging from a net by her foot.
I think I might have died for a second, but then she flapped her wings angrily and growled at the net, still struggling, and I booked it across the room, scrambled onto my chair, and got her down. She was too weak to do much but lie in my hands, and her foot was massively swollen, so I wasted no time and rushed her to the vet as fast as possible.
I'm at work now (I couldn't take time off) and getting updates as they come, but poor Kamara must have been hanging there for the better part of the night. She's exhausted and certainly in shock. They're keeping her warm and quiet, but of course there's concern for her foot. There's nothing broken, blessedly, but her circulation was cut off for who knows how long; the vet seems hopeful that it wont have to be amputated, but poor Kamara already has so many issues with her feet.
I'm so tired.
omg I hope she'll be okay!
...Yikes!!!! I hope everything is OK with the leg. Too bad she did not yell but I guess they know they are caught & do not want to draw attention as they can't get away. Sorry, still I say nothing wrong with sleeping in a cage & get then there are the possibility of night frights. No matter how hard we try they seem to always find a way to find danger. Poor girl...hoping its ok.
