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Tuesday avian vet visit

Atilla appeared to spend the night fairly comfortably, but by now her poops have turned quite green.

The travel cage was prepared with towels on the bottom & also a heat mat to keep her warm during the trip.  I waited until Cagney had fed Atilla breakfast before attempting to remove her.  It was easy to get Atilla into the small cage as she was still weak.  Naturally, the toyboys, shot out the cage as I moved Atilla.  They swooped over the travel cage & kept landing on it to talk to their leader.

The problem now was to get the toyboys back in the Manor so my assistant (my mum) was able to come with me to the vet, rather than toyboy-sit.  I took Atilla into the bedroom.  Fortunately, I received a text message from King Monty (over on the FeatheredFiends blog) who ordered the toyboys back into the Manor.  Millet helped too.

So, off we went to see Mr Avian Vet.  To say I was concerned is an understatement.

The diagnosis?  The hernia is, as expected, beginning to cause complications.  She has an infection to be treated with antibiotics.  She was given an injection with a strong solution of antibiotics & also something to remove fluid from the lump/hernia.

The prognosis?  The injection would make her sleepy for a few hours but then she should begin to pick up & start to eat again.  Unfortunately, even if/when she recovers from the infection, another will most probably occur…. so it is just a case of making sure she is comfortable…

No matter….. I was bringing my darling girl home where she belongs, at the Manor, with infatuated Cagney, with adoring Bezukhov & her relieved mama.

When we got home, Cagney was on the platform perch (closest to the lounge door) shouting (almost screaming) with a crazed look in his eyes.  His wings were shaking.  He was distressed.  We put Atilla in the travel cage on the poang chair & both toyboys just leapt about the Manor trying to get out.

Atilla sitting on the Poang chair

Atilla was still sleepy.  I was very tempted to let the boys out but at the same time, wanted Atilla to rest.  In the end, the boys settled down a little (as long as I did not excite them by standing up or walking) so I left Atilla to sleep on the poang with the electric blanket over her.

After a while she came to a little.  I poked in some millet but she was not interested.  A little later, I poked in some broccoli & this was more to her liking & to my delight she scoffed it down.  (See video below).  After this, I decided to let the boys out.  They flew straight over to her & Cagney was squeezing his beak through the bars.  Atilla reached out to him.  I opened the travel cage door & Cagney perched on my finger, halfway in (he doesn’t like small spaces!) & fed Atilla.  I think he fed her about half a ton of seed.  And she readily took it.  She then managed to get on my finger & wanted to come out, so I took her to the Manor.

Atilla remained sleepy for the rest of the afternoon & evening.  Every so often she would wake to be fed & maybe have a brief preen.  I could only hope the next day would see an improvement…

A special trip

The alarming sight of Raspy stumbling across the Ferplast, as reported in my previous post, made me search (again) for an avian vet.  Mr Vet who has been seeing the puddings recently is really Mr Exotic Vet.  What I needed was a Mr Avian Vet.

When I first got the puddings, I took them to an avian vet for a check up.  He then retired (I do not believe it was related to his encounter with the puddings).  However, during my search this week, I found that he has semi-retired & has surgeries on certain days at different practices.  The nearest one was about a 45 minute drive away but he is only there once a fortnight. Fortunately, that day was just a few days away so I booked both puddings in – Raspy for her balance problem & Atilla for her lumps & bumps.

As you know, I was so concerned about Raspy that I took her the next day to see Mr Vet & I am pleased to say that with a little rest, she has been improving.

Anyway, this meant that Atilla was now the prime patient for Mr Avian Vet.

Toyboys bow down to their leader

Can we tunnel in?

The night before the special trip, out came the travel cage again…. You should have seen Raspy give it a wide berth when she flew past!

How to get Atilla in though?

Well, I was very lucky as she flew to the side of the Manor & whereas usually I would offer my finger for her to step up, this time, I cupped my hands around her & with a little juggling to stop her from escaping, managed to get her into the travel cage!

Unlike Raspy, she did not settle at all.  She was most indignant at being put into such unglamorous surroundings!  And Cagney?  Oh boy…. he could not understand why he was unable get to his girl!  I could not risk letting him in (as I did Bezukhov with Raspy) to give Atilla a kiss as I knew Atilla would barge her way out the second the door was opened.  So, it had to be “cold turkey” for the couple.

It was a tough night for them. Cagney took ages to settle in the Manor, & in the end, perched on the peg at the front of the cage directly where he could see his girl, a couple of yards away in the small cage.  I do not think Atilla slept at all…. she looked quite bleary eyed the next morning.

Fortunately, the appointment was in the morning.  I wrapped up the travel cage & took Atilla out the room.  Cagney was going spare at this point. 😦

Atilla coped well during the car journey & shouted a good few times.  We arrived at the vets with just 5 minutes to spare so were not waiting long before being called in.

Mr Avian Vet asked lots of questions about Atilla’s diet, her background, her living quarters & her exercise levels.  He then gave her a prod & a poke.  Atilla was very, very vocal at this point & Mr Avian Vet’s assistant promptly gave her a cloth to chew on.

Here, take this nail file...

How can we get jiggy??

Mr Avian Vet’s expertise could very easily be measured by the fact that Atilla had no chance of giving him a bite!

So, we know Atilla has fatty lumps….. but what was his verdict?

He agreed about her fatty lumps, however, he said that underneath her “undercarriage” lump was a hernia.

Dietary changes are the first thing to do, most of which I do already.  The only addition is to increase her iodine intake.  This can be done by feeding seaweed or scraping iodine block over seed.

We are to report back to him in 2 months time.  The best we can do is contain the lumps & hernia.

So, consultation over & just the drive home before Atilla could be reunited with her flock.  For all I knew there was anarchy at home with no flock boss!

Atilla was more vocal on the drive home & shouted quite a lot.  I sensed that she knew the worst bit was over & the best was to come.  On our return, she shouted even more when she heard the others.  As I took her into the room, the feathers on her head were all stood up with excitement!

I did not waste any time getting her back to the Manor & to Cagney!

Cagney was besides himself with joy at having her back.  To say he was on her back within 10 seconds is not an understatement!  However, she shook him off as she had to inspect the Manor first.  She had a seed out of each pot, some water & sat on each perch & once she was satisfied everything was how she had left it, boogie-woogie could commence!