How awful. I feel for you.Well, I’m sorry for your loss, even though it was three yesrs ago.
Mine was 2 1/2 years ago. Warni g, this will get a bit sad and graphic, so read no further if that bothers you. We were having record breaking temps Labor Day weekend. I was dipping the girls one by one into a bucket to cool them off. Buttercup liked it so much, she asked for a second turn! Well, at the time, I was unaware you do not wet a sick bird and Rusty was unwell. She was just a few days inti her second hormone implant and was pretty ill, more-so than I realized (vet should have offered euthanasia instead of a second implant, but I didn’t know any better). Anyway, the dip killed her. When I set her down after the dip, she started screaming (like they do when clearing their throats.) She did it several times, and the flock started closing in on her; I had to shoo them away. Then she stumbled and fell slowly down, closing her eyes. I picked her up as she died. It was very traumatic, and I was a mess. I was responsible and I felt HORRIBLE. Her prognosis was guarded when she first got EYP and she never got her full strength back, despite a few more good months, so she was going to go eventually. I just did not intend for it to end like that.
