cnyguy
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I am saddened to report that my adopted African Grey parrot Scooter passed away unexpectedly late this morning. She hadn't been ill and was fine yesterday. This morning when I first greeted the parrots, she was lethargic and was moving her head from side to side. As soon as I saw that Scooter wasn't right I attempted to get in touch with a veterinarian. Today being the Labor Day holiday in the U.S., most vets' offices were closed, including the one that I normally use for the parrots, and another one that I used once in an emergency. There is an emergency vet in the area but they don't treat birds. I finally got through to one office which arranged to have their vet with avian experience call me to make special arrangements; he wasn't in the office today. Sadly, the call came too late. Scooter was weakening and couldn't hold onto her perch. She fell to the bottom grate and tried to climb back up but struggled and couldn't make it. She flopped onto her side and soon stopped breathing and she was gone.
The vet's call finally came about half an hour later. He did ask me to describe Scooter's symptoms and her behavior and he said he thought it may have been a stroke or a seizure.
Poor Ralph the QP was quite upset and he sat watching over Scooter until she passed. He was rather subdued for a while but eventually was more like his usual self. I moved Scooter's cage out of the room and Ralph keeps looking over toward where it was. I guess he misses our funny grey friend as much as I do.
My plan is to bury Scooter in my brother's back yard, next to George, my YCA who passed away in 2010.
Whenever I hear the microwave oven boop, I'll think of Scooter. That was her favorite sound to imitate.
The vet's call finally came about half an hour later. He did ask me to describe Scooter's symptoms and her behavior and he said he thought it may have been a stroke or a seizure.
Poor Ralph the QP was quite upset and he sat watching over Scooter until she passed. He was rather subdued for a while but eventually was more like his usual self. I moved Scooter's cage out of the room and Ralph keeps looking over toward where it was. I guess he misses our funny grey friend as much as I do.
My plan is to bury Scooter in my brother's back yard, next to George, my YCA who passed away in 2010.
Whenever I hear the microwave oven boop, I'll think of Scooter. That was her favorite sound to imitate.