My daughter called me tonight to tell me that Pudgie wasn't doing well. I told her to check to see if there was an avian vet in her city and get there ASAP.
She lucked in. The avian vet moved here from California and worked exclusively with birds. She has moved into cats and dogs since coming to Canada and is finding it odd.
Two hours after she phoned to say Pudgie was ill she called to say Pudgie was gone. The vet felt it would be best to put Pudgie down and explained that it could have been anything. Since Beaker is fine it probably wasn't the food or the feedings. My youngest grandson came down with Scarlet Fever on Sunday and he has beeen kissing the birds on top of the head. I had the flu and was holding them too.
It might have been as simple as pooping and lying in it.
Since it is the same breeder I wonder how many she loses. Both birds seemed to have neurological problems (falling over and crashing into things) and showed no signs of illness until it was too late. I know budgies hide sickness, but something just didn't seem right when Emily died. It was too fast.
One thing the vet did tell her is to make sure she washes out the water cups with soap daily. I haven't been doing that. Apparently it takes very little buildup in a water dish to make birds ill. We don't have a water filtration plant where we live up north so I will start now. Another thing she mentioned was making sure they get to bed early. My guys go to bed at 7 p.m. sharp and are covered for at least 12 hours. My daughter knew enough to do all that, they were covered all the time except for feeding and handling.
Even though my daughter is doing everything right sometimes it's just not enough. I'm just thankful there is an avian vet in her city. Now that Beaker is alone she is going to put a heat lamp on him because Pudgie isn't there to snuggle with him. He was query cheeping when she called.
I kept my word - I have a bill to pay and am going email her the money now. At least we did all we could. It just wasn't meant to be.
RIP little fellow.