Puddings & Toyboys

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A scary turn

One week ago, on the 20th of May, we had a scary incident involving Perry.

It was a normal day with nothing remarkable about it, until Perry fell off his perch.  Now this in itself is not remarkable as with his gradually growing lump he can be clumsy & it is precisely the reason why the floor of his cage is padded.  I did not take much notice but looked across to make sure he was able to get back up, which he appeared to do.

Perry

Moments later, he fell again.  This seemed odd, so I went over & about 3 or 4 times he twitched & uncontrollably jumped off the perch (hence falling) & each time I helped him back up.  During what was the last fall he started making a strange squeaking sound.  As I was concerned he would hurt himself (he was flailing about) I quickly put him in the travel cage.  He was stressed in there & though he was jumping & climbing about, it was more stress-related than involuntary.  I decided to put him back in with Lennie, where he (& Lennie) subsequently calmed down.

Concerned that he had had some form of seizure or even a stroke, I observed him closely.  When he relaxed, he stretched both wings out, lifted a foot to preen (his balance was fine) & pooped but it was not until about an hour later that he started moving around and chirping.  If I had not seen the incident with my own eyes I would have no indication that it happened.  He was a bit quiet but it was a hot day so they were not very active anyway.

Since then, I have not witnessed it happen again.  The possible causes are many.  All I know, from experience with Bezukhov, is that you do not want these kind of things to happen in a ‘cluster’, so it is a good sign there has been this gap so far.

Hopefully it was just a one-off but as a precaution I have set up the webcam again so I can check in on them if I am away for a few hours.

 

Dalai’s last hours (2 of 2)

As described in the previous post (click here) Dalai was dehydrated & underweight & undergoing treatment.  On the morning of the 26th February, the veterinary nurse arrived & gave Dalai another crop feed.  I do not normally like to watch this process as it can look a bit upsetting, however I did briefly glance across & saw Dalai, quite comfortable, with the crop needle in place.

When she left, we had some quiet time for recovery.  Perry & Lennie get stressed watching Dalai being caught etc., so also need time to calm down.  I noticed Dalai seemed restless, attempting to sleep but then moving to a different perch.  Within an hour I had already noticed his breathing was a bit off (jerky?), strange enough for me to video him.  Shortly after this, in his agitation he climbed down to the bottom of the cage.

This, of course, was bad.  Very bad.  I quickly transferred him to the travel cage where he continued to go downhill.  I contacted the veterinary nurse & she said she was returning immediately with oxygen.  I will not go into details, suffice to say that anyone who has witnessed a budgie towards the end, will recognise various signs.  I admit I was not hopeful but when the nurse rang to say bring him down to the mobile van, I rushed him there.  She immediately gave him oxygen & checked his vital signs.  She was about to transfer him to the incubator when the vet rang & they discussed the situation.  With the information from the nurse, the vet advised that his organs were failing.  It was agreed this was the end & to let him go.

The veterinary nurse gave us five minutes together, where I stroked Dalai & told him I loved him, we loved him & he was the best.  I thanked him for everything & said I was sorry we could not save him.  During this, his tail gradually stopped bobbing.  Moments after the nurse returned, he faded away & closed his eyes for one last time.

My dear little boy was gone.

 

♥ ♥ ♥

 

 

Head-shaking

Perry was exhibiting some strange behaviour last week.

On the afternoon of Tuesday 12th March, he started doing some random head shaking movements.  He appeared quite distressed.  It looked like he wanted to vomit but nothing came out (see videos below).  After each head-shaking episode, he sat very still & seemed to breathe heavily.  I was alarmed enough to ring the vet, however, she was not available that day.

Perry

I arranged to visit a local vet early evening instead.  However, an hour or so later, Perry seemed to be fine, so (stupidly?) I cancelled the vet visit.  Naturally, not long after I did that, he was exhibiting the same odd behaviour again but the local vet was now fully booked.

As it looked like he may be having breathing problems I thought it would be a good idea to nebulise him with F10 (as I have been doing with Dalai).  It seems though, that Perry is more highly strung than Dalai & was so stressed covered up in the travel cage that he vomited.  I vowed never to subject him to such a horrific experience again!

So, I continued to monitor him the rest of the evening, & overnight.  The next morning I was able to get an appointment with the usual vet, who visited early afternoon.  That morning, I saw Perry do the head-shaking thing again, though only once.  Did this mean he was getting better?

The vet gave him an examination & also viewed the videos I had taken of Perry’s behaviour.  She could not see any obvious reason for what was going on.  His temperature was fine, as was his heart rate.  Unfortunately, during the examination, she found a small lump on his lower belly, that he has been starting to pluck.  It is not visible unless the feathers are parted.  This is clearly something we need to keep an eye on.

It was possible that Perry had a seed husk or something that had gone down the wrong way & it was irritating him.  It was also possible that Perry had an ear infection, & it would not hurt to have some antibiotics, so the vet prescribed 5 days of Enrobactin in water.

So, we have now finished the antibiotics and Perry seems fine.  Since the morning of the 13th, I have not seen any more of the head-shaking.  Hopefully it was just a one-off happening & we are now back to our version of normal.

 

 

 

Cagney: The Shock

Cagney during the day

Cagney during the day

Last Sunday, Cagney seemed a little off.  He was displaying some symptoms that prompted his previous visit to the vet: pale feet, reduced appetite, wetter poops, a bit wobbly.  He also had a new symptom of tail bobbing.  He was still reasonably active but I noticed after he did a lap of the room he looked out of breath whereas normally he would not be.  He still interacted & flirted with Bezukhov & Phineas so was not sitting fluffed up or anything like that.  In fact, I was unsure that day whether a visit to the vet was essential.  In the end, I rang to see if Ms Exotic Hospital Vet (EHV) was available the next day.  She was available the following morning (21st Sept), so I booked him in as a precaution.

So, Monday morning, after giving Bezukhov his every-other-morning medication, I caught Cagney & placed him in the travel cage for the trip to the vets.

Ms EHV examined him.  She confirmed his tongue was pale, like his feet.  His heart rate was slightly fast but not alarmingly so like before.  His temperature was normal.  His weight was a healthy 49 grams.  Though I had no concerns about his feet, she also checked them, given his previous history, & confirmed his toes were gripping well.

Cagney in travel cage

Cagney in travel cage (last photo)

We discussed what we should do next.  It was suggested that perhaps he should have the same medication as before but to continue it for longer, approximately one or two weeks after he has improved; it was possible the previous medication was stopped too early.  However, before going down that route, it was decided to take a blood sample to rule out other things.  Whilst waiting for the results I was to make sure Cagney had plenty of fluids as she thought he was a bit dehydrated.

Whilst she prepared for taking the blood sample, I said to Cagney that I would be in the waiting room & would see him in a minute or two…

I waited in the waiting room.  The wait seemed quite long.  I was not overly concerned as I simply thought Ms EHV would be waiting for Cagney to become less groggy before returning him & was probably taking the opportunity to type up some notes.  Then she called out for the receptionist/nurse, who went into the consulting room.  Still I was not overly concerned, just thinking she needed another pair of hands to help with something awkward.

How wrong was I?

Ms EHV came out the consulting room & told me my beautiful little boy had not survived.

 

 

 

Survival on Easter Sunday

Atilla has not been well.

She was fine on Easter Sunday morning & even had a chew of my blue, velcro rollers (my Easter treat to her).  However, around 1pm I noticed that she was not accepting Cagney’s regurgitated seed.  I observed her for a little while & found she was struggling to balance & was not right.

As the afternoon progressed, she got steadily worse.  She got very weak & several times perched on my finger but as she gradually slumped forward I put my other hand out until she was laying across my hands.  If she opened her wing she had no energy to close it.  I really thought this was the end.

Every so often she would shake her head & realise she was slumping & then sit up straight, only to gradually slump again.

Cagney was trying to feed her.  Sometimes I could see he was trying to prise her beak open to get some seed in.  She had no interest in eating or drinking.  That evening, I held her for about 2 hours in my hands, in the Manor, whilst she slept.  Coming up to bedtime she started getting restless & wanted to get to the seed pot (the bedtime routine).  I laid my hand out so she could climb over there but instead she threw herself on the pot, took a few moments to steady herself then forced herself to eat about 10 seeds.  She then settled on the perch to sleep.

I positioned my poang chair so I could see directly into the Manor & got ready for the night ahead.  I had a little doze & when I awoke, could not see Atilla… She had managed to climb into the loft area, make her way past the toyboys (on front swings) & was sat on the loft perch.  As she was at the back, I set the alarm to go off every hour, when I would turn the lamp on & check she was still okay.  I was actually amazed that she survived that day & that night.  What a strong-willed girl she is.