I can't believe I have to put my sweet, little Poofer's name in this section. Duke passed away last thursday, and I knew it upset Poofer. He clung to the side of the cage, trying to get out to where Duke's cage used to be. I gave him lots of millet (which didn't interest him) and spent as much time as I could with him since I had to work.
I uncovered his (and Bijou and Louie's cage since all three were cage mates) on Monday morning, and I thought I was going to die when I saw poor little Poof on the floor of the cage. I couldn't believe it. He had no signs of illness, no poofiness, no abnormal poops, his vent was clean, he was active. If anything was different, it was that he was too active because of how upset he was about Duke not being there anymore. I just thought he would eventually come to grips and move on...
I got Bijou and Louie out of the cage, and looked online for the nearest CERTIFIED avian vet, which is 3.5 hours from where I live. I called and told them what happened and asked if they should do a necropsy on Poof (which I really didn't want to do). They said to just bring in Bijou and Louie for a checkup... So we took care of Poofy and took Bijou and Louie to the vet.
The vet said that Bijou and Louie were ok (after several tests and physical exams). There was just a small touch of bacteria in the grahm stain which she said is usually normal, but we're treating it anyway with two .05 doses/day of baytril and a drop of probiotic gel.
She said that often if two birds are incredibly bonded and one passes away, the other will just stop eating and starve itself to death
I had never heard of this before, but it explains what happened to Poofer. I didn't think to pay attention to whether or not he was eating. He just acted ok, nothing out of the ordinary, and then all of a sudden he was gone. I feel so horribly for not having thought of this and for not doing more. I just didn't even know.
So not only did we lose Duke to a long-term illness which we had been battling so hard against, but we lost Poofy because he starved himself to death. I just don't even know what to say. Every morning when I wake all of the birds up, I'm so afraid someone is just going to be gone. It's gotten to the point where I'm afraid to wake the birds up, I have been asking Nate to wake everyone up. I just can't get over seeing Poofy laying there. I wish I had known to look for that. I wish I could have saved him. He was such an active, funny little bird with so much personality. I just can't believe he's gone.
I'm sorry for the novel. I just can't even believe it.