Our Quaker Parrot Buddy died today. Yesterday Buddy started acting like he was sick so today I found a vet that works on birds and took Buddy there. While the vet was testing and trying to determine what what was wrong she wanted to do a blood test. Well I held buddy in a towel so the doc could draw a sample. But Buddy was already so sick that this stress was just enough to push him over the edge. The Vet tried her best to revive him but my little was gone. I had her do a necropsy and we found that he had an internal infection and his entire abdominal cavity was full of fluid and that is why he couldn't breath. His liver was also failing as we could tell from the color of his skin. This has been very hard since I hand fed Buddy from an eye dropper since before he even had feathers. I can't believe our little Buddy bird is gone and even worse that he died in my hands while I was telling him it was going to be OK. Buddy was quite the talker he said about 200 words and phrases. I am going to miss him so much, When I got him out of his cage in the mornings he would say "GOOD MORNING" in the most cheerful voice and when we got ready to go to bed at night he would say good night and wave with his foot, and say Buddy gonna go nite nite. Diane is really taking it hard and I am worried about her. We have some very good friends that heard and right away were here to console Diane. We had just bought Buddy a new Tuesday and he only got to sleep in it 2 nights. I can't believe our little Buddy is gone. He would normally be snuggled up to my neck while I was on the computer. Buddy was only 7 years old which is not old for a Quaker Parrot. I just can't imagine life with out Buddy.