Thanks to Connie's Cockatoo-L list, I
learned about a lot of things that were potential dangers to my flock of 5 birds. Got rid
of my Teflon-lined pans, don't use the self-cleaning feature on my stove, stopped burning
scented candles, stopped using Carpet Fresh, and threw out the Cotton Candy toys that all
my fids loved. So now, I had done everything possible to keep my flock safe and sound,
On the afternoon of October 19th, I found Leeann, our 3-1/2 year
old Jenday Conroe strangled to death--the black tab on top of her Happy Hut wrapped around
her little neck. She had struggled fiercely, feathers all over the bottom of the cage.
When I cut her down, her little body was still warm, her eyes almost closed. While giving
her mouth-to-beak resuscitation, I called the vet and she told me to feel her chest and
see if I felt a heartbeat; sadly, there was none.
I paged my husband who was at work 2 hours away and told him the
bad news. Leeann was her Daddy's girl, he held the key to her heart. My Mother and I took
turns holding her little body and breathing into her little break (even thought we knew it
was hopeless) and we kept her body warm till her Daddy got home to say goodbye.
The only talking Leeann did was to say "Hi, PopPop" to
my husband, Ron. When Ron came home he wanted to know exactly what time she died. I told
him that I cut her down from the Happy Hut around 4:50 PM. Ron loves all our birds and
tells the people he works with the funny antics and all the funny things they say. Ron
wanted to know what time she died because at 4:40 PM as one of the men he works with was
leaving, he said to Ron, "Goodbye, PopPop", and of course Ron thought of his
little Leeann. So you see, Leeann did manage to say goodbye to her Daddy even though he
was miles away.