Daidie-Bug

My beautiful, purple-chested, maximillian pionus passed away yesterday. I just wanted to have a little tribute to her and say good-bye. I loved you Daidie, you were a great little parrot to have around these past 13 years. I got you when I was 15 years old! And I'm sorry I didn't realize just how sick you were. I didn't realize you were about to die... I'm so sorry.

I heard Daidie fall off her perch while sitting on the couch with Theo yesterday. I wasn't sure what the noise was, but I immediately thought something felt wrong. I got up and saw Daidie struggling on the floor of her cage. I ran Theo into our bedroom for Brandon to hold, told him the bird was really sick, and ran back out. I got a towel and picked her up. I tried to get her to drink water and called my mom (who is an avian specialist), but I realized that she seemed pretty bad off. She wouldn't drink and could barely move. So, I just tried to keep her warm and knew she wouldn't last long.

She had been a little "puffy" the past few weeks, Brandon had noticed first, but she still would run to her food dish and water dish when I fed/watered her, and I really didn't think anything was too seriously wrong. I wish I had gotten some antibiotics for her. I feel so bad. But my mom said that even she didn't think there was anything obviously wrong. So, I'm not sure if we could have saved her anyway.

She could say lots of words, most notably "Whatcha doin'", "peekaboo", and "hello". She was a good bird, relatively quiet, too. My mom and I were her favorite people :)

Rest in peace, Daidie-Bug.