A horror story
Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 8:10 pm
I can't believe it. My male cordon bleu died today. I have no idea how or when exactly - last night, when I went to feed the birds, he flew away to the other side of the flight cage with the rest of them, and looked active and fine. He was singing like he always does (he was a fantastic singer). Today, I came home from work with a ton of stuff to do - I had to get straight to the kitchen to finish making dinner because we had company coming for dinner - the missionaries from our church, believe it or not. So, I didn't get to go check on the birds at all, but as usual, with 10 birds, there was plenty of chirping and chattering coming from the living room.
Anyway, I made dinner, we ate, we all visited for a while, and then we went into the living room to talk for a few minutes before they had to go. I was sitting right by the cage when I looked over and saw the CB face down on the bottom of the cage. Of course I was devastated. He has always been my favorite. But with company here, and them sharing a passage from the scriptures with us, I couldn't exactly say much. I did mention it, in case they noticed - it would be hard not to.
Anyway, after they left my wife came over and gave me a hug, knowing I was having a hard time with it. I went and got him out of the cage and looked him over as well as I could - he wasn't missing a single feather, nothing was out of place that I could tell. His vent was totally clean, his eyes totally clear. There was absolutely no sign of illness or injury. All the other birds are eating and drinking, flying and chirping like normal in there, so I can't imagine what it could be. It really stinks - the CBs are so hard to find these days, and I can't really afford to replace him anyway. That's why I never replaced his mate who died 8 months ago. Now, the lone OC waxbill will have to find a new sleeping mate, since he'd paired up with the CB for the last 6 months.
Sorry this post is so long. It's always a heartbreak when you lose a bird. And he was my favorite.
Anyway, I made dinner, we ate, we all visited for a while, and then we went into the living room to talk for a few minutes before they had to go. I was sitting right by the cage when I looked over and saw the CB face down on the bottom of the cage. Of course I was devastated. He has always been my favorite. But with company here, and them sharing a passage from the scriptures with us, I couldn't exactly say much. I did mention it, in case they noticed - it would be hard not to.
Anyway, after they left my wife came over and gave me a hug, knowing I was having a hard time with it. I went and got him out of the cage and looked him over as well as I could - he wasn't missing a single feather, nothing was out of place that I could tell. His vent was totally clean, his eyes totally clear. There was absolutely no sign of illness or injury. All the other birds are eating and drinking, flying and chirping like normal in there, so I can't imagine what it could be. It really stinks - the CBs are so hard to find these days, and I can't really afford to replace him anyway. That's why I never replaced his mate who died 8 months ago. Now, the lone OC waxbill will have to find a new sleeping mate, since he'd paired up with the CB for the last 6 months.
Sorry this post is so long. It's always a heartbreak when you lose a bird. And he was my favorite.