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Monthly Archives: February 2014
11 February 2014Posted by on
Cagney & Bezukhov live in the Manor. They were originally quarantined in the old Ferplast (OF). Phineas lives in the folding cage, where he was quarantined too. Thomas was quarantined in the OF but then went to live with Phineas in the folding cage.
The OF, when not in use, has often been a chilling out cage. However, I wanted to phase it out as there was some damage to the bars in places & I did not feel it was safe any more.
Enter the new Ferplast (NF).
The NF is basically the upgraded version of the OF, with a few design changes. (The jury is still out on whether those changes are “improvements”). My plan was for Phineas & Thomas to move into the NF as it is much bigger than the folding cage. I felt that Thomas would appreciate the extra space to get away from Phineas at times.
Due to Thomas being unwell, I put off moving him & Phineas into their new home until he was feeling better, but the NF was set up & moved into the room, as the replacement chill-out cage. Phineas did go in there briefly but otherwise it was completely ignored, most certainly by the scaredy-cat Toyboys because of its different colour (e.g., black bars instead of white).
Sadly, Thomas is now no longer with us. I went ahead with the move anyway as the NF was ready & waiting.
Moving day was last week. Read more of this post
9 February 2014Posted by on
Thomas was returned to us from the crematorium two days ago, on Friday. This is always a difficult time. It does not get any easier & I doubt it ever will. However, having him back with us, his friends & family who loved him, feels right.
As I did for Raspy & Atilla, I will be making a more appropriate “home” for Thomas, a soft cushion/pillow, that will reflect a little of his personality, instead of the current bland, albeit tasteful, bamboo pouch.
1 February 2014Posted by on
My previous post, The Last Two Weeks, describes the lead up to this last day with Thomas.
On the morning of the 27th January, I spoke with Mr EV again & he said I could pick up the medication Heptosyl, that afternoon. It is a powder in capsule form, typically given to dogs & cats.
Thomas was by now just chewing on beetroot stalks. It seemed the beetroot was what was keeping him going. His breathing had got noticeably worse. I had let Phineas out early on to give Thomas some peace in his own cage. However, around 2pm he sat in front of his door & made it clear he wanted to come out. I was reluctant, but opened the door….
Thomas attempted to fly to the Manor, but was too weak to do so & landed on the floor. A bad sign was that his wings were open & he appeared to not have the energy to close them. I gently picked him up. He was breathing heavily. I managed to hold him in as comfortable a way as possible. His feet were around my finger as if they were perching, with that hand cradling his body. He rested his head on my other hand.
To say I was alarmed & upset would be an understatement. I thought this was it. I repeatedly told him we all loved him & gently stroked his cheek feathers. We were like this for about 15 minutes. Then he shook himself & wanted to get up. I let him make his way to the top of the Manor. Read more of this post