Puddings & Toyboys

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Monthly Archives: August 2012

Atilla’s outing

Atilla had a fly today.  First time in ages.

She was sat on the top, bedtime perch this morning & had a little seed that I offered her.  Then she started looking like she wanted to go somewhere….. she jumped onto the landing platform & without hesitation launched herself off across the room.  She did not get far, but I was there to pick her up.  She seemed to want to go to the playgym so I placed her there.  She settled for a good few minutes.  Cagney was not far behind & regurgitated some seed for her which she readily took.

After a little rest, she looked like she wanted to return home.  She got on my hand but I was evidently too slow taking her over to the Manor as she decided to fly back herself but landed by the side.  I helped her into the Manor where she had a good, long rest after her exertions.

Atilla on the playgym with Cagney

A very strong-willed girl

Since I last reported on Atilla’s “step back“, there has been little change in her health. 😦

She sleeps for most of the day.  She still is not drinking (therefore not getting any medication).  She hardly eats.  She has lost a lot of weight.  Throughout the day I offer various food to her – sometimes she eats, but most of the time she does not.

Cagney feeding Atilla

Cagney still feeds her, though it is debatable how much food she actually gets.

The electric blanket is permanently over the Manor making sure she is warm.

Boys staying close to their leader

We have a poop-clearing session every morning & evening as her poops get caught on her lump.  Despite being weak, she can still wriggle for England & each time manages to plant her beak into my finger, much like a mountaineer hurling an ice pick into the side of a cliff to get a firm hold & in Atilla’s case, a way to lever her way out of my grasp.

[Despite not eating much, she often nibbles on the iodine block & I am now convinced she is sharpening her beak for the poop-clearing sessions.]

Once poop has been cleared from the hernia, if possible, during the morning session, I smear some Savlon on the lower part of the lump & aloe vera mixed with vaseline on the top part.  For the following couple of hours, her poops fall past the lump but then start getting caught up again, hence an evening poop-clearing session.

Atilla earlier today

This evening she is quite restless.  Twice I noticed she went down for seed herself (she ignores the seed pots I put in the top level to save her the climb down).  At bedtime, she made her way to the top perch as per usual, but since then there has been some faffing around.  I keep hearing movement & going to investigate.  At  10pm she made her way down to the seed pot again, in the darkness (the cover was on by this time).  Then she decided she wanted to sleep on the swing (despite Cagney being sat on it).  At the next noise, I found her on the perch at the bottom of the manor…  helped her back up.  They seemed to settle but at the next sound I found her on the swing again…  At the last check, she was on the top perch & both boys tucked out of the way on top of the back swing…

I hope she has a restful night.  I will be checking on her as always.

A step back

Atilla has not been well.

Atilla feeling a little sorry for herself

Last Wednesday, her poop did not look right.  I gave her antibiotics in water & she slurped it.  However, since then she has not wanted to eat or drink & has become very lethargic.  Her poops have not improved & have been sticking to her lump.  I took her to Mr Exotic Vet on Friday.

He examined her & said that the skin on the top part of the hernia is red & inflamed & will be causing her discomfort.  It will be caused by the weight of the hernia dragging the skin down.  The top part is the area she can reach which means she may be aggravating it by preening & rubbing her foot against it.

He prescribed antibiotics in water during the day & Critical Care formula in water during the night.  I am to report back on her progress tomorrow, Monday.

The boys visiting Atilla in the travel cage

Since the vet visit she has eaten a little broccoli & occasionally has a few seeds.  Unfortunately, even though I hold the water up to her, she has not been drinking it.  I have been dunking the broccoli in it & hoping she consumes some through that.  Cagney still feeds her though I doubt that much food gets through as most of it seems to land up dribbling down his chin!

At the beginning of the week, things in the Manor were rearranged again, this time to put seed/water pots up another level to save Atilla having to climb down for food.  I know it is normally suggested that perches are lowered but as Atilla appears to think the Manor floor is made of hot coals I have moved everything up to her.

Atilla spends most of the day sleeping though she is still very aware of all going on around her.  Mr EV thought Atilla looked very alert, despite her problems.  She was studying him intensely, especially when he was typing up her notes & even chirped loudly at him a few times.

I continue to keep my eye on her, keep offering her food & water & making sure she is as comfortable as possible.

Oats, glorious oats!

Cagney loves oats.

When I replenish their seed pots he lies in wait for my return so he can eat the oats first.  Sometimes he is eating them before I have even put the pots back in their holders.  He is my little Oat-Eater. 🙂

The Oat-Eater has pounced again!

Mr Oats

Wild grass x 2

Last month, a very kind soul (rosebudgie!) sent more wild grass for Atilla, Cagney & Bezukhov.  They were moulting & were a bit under the weather at the time, so the grass was very well received.

The second pack of grass had some new varieties.  The toyboys displayed their cowardly custardy ways & waited for their Leader to test them first.  Atilla had no problem attacking the grass & showing who was boss.  The fuzzy pipe-cleaner grass was preferred over the corn/wheat-looking grass.

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Thank you, rosebudgie!

Still got the bite!

Atilla has been spending a lot of time on her ttmss swing.  Her lump is gradually getting bigger.  I think she feels comfortable on that swing.  She has started to sit leaning forward with her head underneath the mirror part.  The position looks odd but it must help her feel more balanced.

New position on ttmss swing.

I discovered recently that permission is still required to clean the ttmss swing.  Silly me thought she might not have the energy to fight me for it, so the other day when she was the other side of the Manor, I whipped it out, turned my back (out of sight, out of mind?) & started cleaning it.  I furtively looked around & there she was by my shoulder on the outside rope perch… she then put one foot on my shoulder to get to the ttmss swing.  Oh…. she’s still territorial….. I’d better put it back quickly……

The cleaned ttmss swing was swiftly returned & I held out my finger to her to escort her back, which she graciously (I thought) accepted.  However, no sooner had she settled on it & checked it was all in working order, she attacked my thumb with a “DO… NOT… TAKE… A…WAY… WITH…OUT… MY…  PER… MISS… SION… FIRST!!!

I got the subtle hint.

That is me told.

Budgie at the end of a rainbow

To be more precise…… Bezukhov at the end of a rainbow:

Remembering Raspy on her birthday

Raspy would have been 4 years old today.

I think of her every day.

A warning: some people may think this post is a little morbid & to them I apologise.  Not so long ago, I would have thought the subject matter morbid too, but in reality, I actually have some comfort having Raspy still close.

Raspy was cremated.  Her remains have been in a small pouch in a little wooden casket.  Each night I touch the casket as I say goodnight to her.  Each night I have thought it does not seem right that something hard & rigid represents her.  Today, I finally got around to making a slightly better “home” for her.  This is only stage 1.  Here is what I have done so far:

The yellow velvet pillow will just be the inner part.  Stage 2 will be constructing the cover.  I just want something soft & gentle to stroke when I say goodnight to her.  Velvet seems an appropriate material to use as, on the rare occasions when I had the opportunity to touch her feathers, she felt like velvet – soft, smooth & silky.  Raspy was my beautiful girl.  She needs a fitting memorial.

She made it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Atilla has made it to her 4th Birthday. 🙂

To say I am happy is an understatement!  In January, Mr AV gave her about 6 months.  She has exceeded that.  She is my very beautiful girl & I am very happy she is still with us at the grand old age of 4.

The hernia has slowed her down but she is still alert, still eating, still pooping without complications, still having hanky-panky, still biting me & still the Leader.

Happy 4th Birthday, Atilla! 

We love you lots. xxx