Post by canuck on Aug 10, 2007 20:47:30 GMT
Sorry, I accidently posted this in the other thread in regards to other pets(not birds) passing away. Maybe someone can delete that thread. I realized it should have been posted here.
This morning I opened his cage door and tried to capture Ember to give him his meds. He flew into the living room and I eventually put a cloth over top of him and carried him back into the kitchen. Once I had him on his back, slightly upright he started to thrash about wildly. He only got a tiny dose of the medicine. I quickly decided to put him back in his cage so I wouldn't upset him anymore. Anyways I gently went to put him on his perch and noticed no movement, he was gone.
I phoned the vet's office to tell them what happened. The vet phoned me back and said he was sorry to hear what happened and that small birds are prone to panic and can easily have a 'heart attack' when they are upset.
I wish I would have left him alone in the living room and waited until later to give him his meds. I feel so bad.
I couldn't believe he was dead, I kept touching him and realized he was gone. I dug up a small area near my garden and buried him this afternoon.
I can't believe he is gone, it is so quiet in the house. I will miss his funny antics and chirps. I am so use to him flying into the computer room, sitting on my head and shoulder. Everytime a bird flies by outside I look.
Why did he have to die!? He was only five years old.
This morning I opened his cage door and tried to capture Ember to give him his meds. He flew into the living room and I eventually put a cloth over top of him and carried him back into the kitchen. Once I had him on his back, slightly upright he started to thrash about wildly. He only got a tiny dose of the medicine. I quickly decided to put him back in his cage so I wouldn't upset him anymore. Anyways I gently went to put him on his perch and noticed no movement, he was gone.
I phoned the vet's office to tell them what happened. The vet phoned me back and said he was sorry to hear what happened and that small birds are prone to panic and can easily have a 'heart attack' when they are upset.
I wish I would have left him alone in the living room and waited until later to give him his meds. I feel so bad.
I couldn't believe he was dead, I kept touching him and realized he was gone. I dug up a small area near my garden and buried him this afternoon.
I can't believe he is gone, it is so quiet in the house. I will miss his funny antics and chirps. I am so use to him flying into the computer room, sitting on my head and shoulder. Everytime a bird flies by outside I look.
Why did he have to die!? He was only five years old.
I cried too, I can't believe it, poor wee bub.