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Our Spicy Little Cali Girl

It’s so hard to type this, but we had to say good bye to our Cali this morning. I hate how quiet the house is.

Last week was rough. It was basically a full time job taking care of her, but we made it work, and enjoyed every second we had with her.

She went to the vet every day last week for IV fluids. We tried meds to stimulate her appetite, and even an injection of anti-nausea med on Friday, but nothing was helping.

I tried all her favorite foods, chicken, deli turkey, ice cream, whipped cream, popcorn, gatorade, broth, she didn’t want anything. She ate a spoonful of whipped cream on Saturday and that was about it.

She really enjoyed the fireplace this weekend. On Saturday, she grabbed the closest spot to the fire, so we let her have that spot, and put our chairs next to hers. Yesterday, she slept most of the day, and then got up and walked into the living room and snuggled up by the fireplace, waiting for us to light a fire for her, which of course we did!

Thankfully, she seemed comfortable over the weekend, she was lethargic and slept a lot, but she was able to go outside to pee and enjoyed sniffing the air and walking in the snow.

Last night, I slept in my daughter’s bed with her. When my daughter was home, Cali always slept with her and she was very comfortable there.

We headed to the vet this morning. We talked about rechecking her kidney values, and maybe giving her more fluids, but for what? She wasn’t eating, or even drinking on her own. Her kidneys weren’t coming back. We FaceTimed our daughter who couldn’t be with us, but Cali got to see her and hear her voice, and she got to say goodbye. Goodbye is so freaking hard. With the vet’s help, she passed peacefully snuggled up in my lap.

When we got home, the cats were howling at us, and even Hector the parrot seemed upset. I had to snuggle the cats, and explain to Hector what was going on. She was listening to me so intently, tilting her head to take in every word. I think she understands. I think the cats also know and understand.

As my daughter said, our lab Cheese will no doubt great Cali with open paws, even if she feels the need to chew on his ears like she always used to. Love you Cali girl! Please give all your pets an extra snuggle from me today.

My Cali Girl

I’ll be the first to admit that Cali can be a handful. She bites my husband’s ankles. She barks too much. She growls if you try to move her when she is settled on the couch, and she’s always been a pick eater, but I love her.

She’s not feeling well, and I would appreciate any good, healing energy be sent her way. She stopped eating two weeks ago when I was traveling and she was staying with a friend. I didn’t think too much of it, she can be really picky about her food.

My friend did what she could, tried chicken and rice, the usual things, but when I got home, I found Cali still wasn’t eating. I tried forcing her to eat her normal food because sometimes she just gets sick of something and doesn’t eat it until I changed it up, but this was different.

She absolutely loves popcorn, and when I had some the other night she ate a piece or two and then curled up and went to sleep.

Something wasn’t right. She had a check up scheduled for yesterday anyway, so I didn’t bother calling the vet on Friday. Maybe I should have, but I still wasn’t totally convinced that she wasn’t just being stubborn about her food. She ate treats, she ate some chicken, I waited until Monday.

The vet was very concerned. She had lost a pound and a half and that vet said that was most likely something going on and not just her not eating. We did blood and urine tests and the results came back today. Her kidneys are definitely in distress.

Unfortunately there isn’t a ton that can be done. I brought her right back to the vet, and they are giving her fluids. They want to keep her for 48 hours and give her intense fluids to try and kick start her kidneys. Maybe it’s just a flare up? or maybe the kidneys aren’t working so well, but the intense fluids and another blood test should give us an idea of what is going on.

I hated leaving her this morning. I made the vet promise to call me if she was anxious or upset and I’d come get her and keep her at home tonight and bring her back in the morning for more fluids. I brought her bed and treats to the vet for her, so hopefully she will do OK there.

Please send your healing vibes her way. I’m not ready to lose my bratty little princess.

Update: She’s coming home for the night tonight and going back in the morning for another day of fluids. Vet thinks it would be best for her to sleep in her own house tonight to minimize stress. I’ll be happy to have her home!

 

 

Earthquake!


Seems we had a bit of an earthquake this morning. No damage, but it was definitely felt! Interesting to see how the pets reacted.

Hector D. Byrd didn’t seem to care. Cali the dog barked at it. No surprise there.

The cats had different reactions – Puck went into hiding. Bean screamed for pats.

Surprisingly, the Dragon was the one most upset by it. She woke from brumation and is now hanging out giving me dirty looks like it was somehow my fault!

Happy 32nd Hector D. Byrd!

Having this bird in my life is so special. She’s my bestie. We chat all day while I’m working or doing things around the house. She may not be cuddly, but she’s such a good girl. Happy 32nd Birthday Hector!

We are not only celebrating her birthday today, but also the fact that results came back from the test the vet did last week and everything looks good! We are going to continue her “new” diet, and she doesn’t have to go back to the vet for 60 days, and that’s just a quick weight check to make sure she is continuing to do well.

I’m so thankful I found this great Avian vet that is super easy to work with and close to home!

We will be celebrating today with MUSIC – currently playing a bunch of random kids songs, happy birthday songs, the Beatles, and any songs that have whistling, all Hector’s favorites!

She’s having a special breakfast with her normal diet, but some extras of her favorites like sweet potatoes, blueberries, and an extra almond to really celebrate!

 

 

Hector Goes to the Vet

Well, I honestly can’t remember if I’ve written about Hector’s vet trips recently, so a brief recap. A couple of months ago, I realized that Hector was drinking more water than usual for her. Hector’s vet was about an hour drive away, so to be honest, she hadn’t been in a long time. It was such a traumatic thing to put her in the car for an hour, deal with the vet, and then have another hour drive back home. Have I mentioned that Hector gets carsick?

The people that adopted one of my foster parrots, recently told me about an avian vet they used that was close to me. Between the excess drinking, and the long time without a check up, I decided to try out the new vet, and he’s awesome!

So Hector went to the vet about 2 months ago. We did an extensive (and expensive) blood work up to get some base lines and figure out what was going on. Overall the blood work looked pretty good for an older lady, but the vet was concerned about her drinking too much.

We started a new diet, low carb, high veggie, low fruit, no seeds, very limited nuts, and plenty of healthy pellets. Hector likes Fruit Zupreem pellets. She went back about a month ago for a weight check, and the vet was happy where she was at.

Today we went back again. Let me tell you that Hector knew what was coming as soon as she saw the cat carrier. I don’t know why, because the cat carrier comes out all the time and doesn’t usually affect her, but she knew.

I had to towel her to get her in the cage. Not the best way to start the journey, but she had to go. She threw up in the carrier on the way. This is the second time this happened and I even made a point of not feeding her breakfast this morning, but apparently it didn’t matter.

The vet said her weight was good and remained stable which is great. I was worried she hasn’t been eating enough, but apparently she is doing just fine. We talked about taking her to a specialist in Boston, but that would be expensive and stressful. The other option was another poop test which he would send out to a bird specialist he knew with better lab equipment. We just needed a sample.

Hector was sitting on a perch on a scale in the vet office clearly listening to everything we were saying. When we were done chatting and she still hadn’t pooped, the vet suggested I bring home a tube and pipette to collect a sample myself. I told the vet I wasn’t in a huge rush and I was happy to wait in the office a little longer to see if she would poop and just make it easy.

Well, as soon as I mentioned waiting around in the vet office, Hector made us a giant poop! The vet was able to collect enough of it to test, and we could head home. I swear she knew she had to poop to get out of there!

Post poop, wondering why we haven’t left the vet yet!

For now, she stays on her special diet. I have a feeling this is her new diet for life, but we are managing. We’ll see what the test results are when they come back in the next week to ten days.

The vet thinks she may have renal issues, hence the special diet. Hoping the test results don’t show anything too serious! Anyone have any experience with birds with renal issues? Let me know!

Getting Big! A Foster Mouse Update

The babies will be 3 weeks old tomorrow, and they are busy! Eyes are open, and they are running around exploring everything. They are even starting to eat solid food!

So fascinating the way Momma mouse had a cozy little nest for the babies that she build before they were born. I woke up one morning, and the nest was gone. She had destroyed it, and made a new nest for the babies that was more open so they could get in and out more easily.

They are all very skittish, but I’m trying to get them a bit used to humans. They run when I reach in to feed or clean them, but they are starting to learn to take treats from my hand. Even Momma was very shy at first, but she has learned about Yogi treats and comes out to get them as soon as she smells them now.

Mice can breed at just four weeks old! So these guys will be heading back to the shelter in a week so that the experts there can verify their sex and split them up. I can’t believe how quickly they are growing up! They have definitely been fun and easy fosters!

 

Foster Mice – 11 Days Old

Just a super quick update, all 8 babies seem to be doing really well. Their fur is coming in, so I’m starting to see all their different colors. It looks like a couple of them are starting to open their eyes!




Momma mouse is a little less nervous. She happily goes and eats her breakfast while I check the babies and doesn’t seem to care at all. So fun watching these tiny guys grow and change!

Another Foster Update – More mice!

Well, things didn’t go so well with Thelma and Louise. One had her babies, but I never saw them. We believe they were eaten as soon as they were born. I kept the pair for about a week, but it seemed clear that the second mouse wasn’t pregnant, so both mice were returned to the shelter.

When I went to return them, they asked me if I could foster another pregnant mouse, but when they went to get her, she was no longer pregnant. We are guessing her babies met the same fate.

It seems so horrible, but it’s nature. These mice came from a situation where the home had over 1000 pet mice. They were being kept in plastic bins, plant pots, really any kind of container the owner could find. We don’t know what kind of diet they were getting, so there’s a good chance the babies may not have been healthy.

While I was at the shelter returned Thelma and Louise, I was about to leave when I noticed another very round mouse in the “female only” cage. The shelter employees examined her, and believed that she was also pregnant, so she made her way home with me.

Just a couple of days later, she gave birth! At first I thought there were 6 babies, but I wasn’t really sure. The mom is very nervous, so I’m trying to leave her as quiet as I can. I’m cleaning quickly and partially, and refilling food and water. I open the top of the nest quickly to peak and make sure the babies look OK. Mom gets some Yogi treats that she runs and hides, so I get a chance to peak at the babies. This photo is from when they were three days old.

Today the babies are a week old! They are starting to get some fuzzy fur, and starting to show different colors. I also learned that there are actually EIGHT babies, not just six!

One of them has a big white spot on its head that I haven’t been able to get a picture of yet. Those little noses are just so cute!

The mice will be with me until just before Christmas. When they turn four weeks old, the males and females need to be separated so we don’t end up with even more mice! Check back for more photos as these babies blossom!

Hector Update and NEW fosters!

Heard from the vet yesterday regarding Hector’s blood tests. He said for the most part they were “unremarkable” which is good, but her fat levels were a bit high. I had been feeding her a bit more seed than usual with Magoo here, so we are wondering if (hopefully) it is just a result of that.

He wants Hector on a very restricted diet for 30 days. Basically she can eat non-starchy veggies and parrot pellets. No nuts! She is not a happy girl, but I’m trying. I bought a ton of fresh veggies today and made her a fresh chop. She at least picked at it. I feel bad she doesn’t understand what is going on. Hopefully, blood work in 30 days will be back to normal and I can adjust her diet and give her back some fun treats!


In other news, I picked up new fosters this afternoon! I was supposed to foster a rat that needed some extra TLC, but apparently the poor rat was in worse shape than they originally thought and he had to be euthanized. The shelter asked if I would be willing to take on some mice.  Apparently over 1000 mice were just taken in by another local shelter, and the other shelters in the area are all trying to take some to help.

Thelma and Louise are on pregnancy watch, so they can’t be adopted yet. One of them looks pretty round to me, the other not so much. We’ll see what happens. I wouldn’t be surprised to see baby mice any day now, exciting! Of course I’ll share more info as I have it. 

Hector Goes to the Vet

It’s been too long since Hector has had a check up. I’ve known this for a while, but have hesitated for various reasons, my Avian vet is an hour away, the mobile vet I found is super expensive, she seems fine and healthy, I don’t want to put her through the stress of a vet visit, etc.

With having two foster birds in the last few months, it made me think about the fact that Hector isn’t getting any younger. In fact, she’ll be 32 in January.

When I met the adoptive parents for the last cockatoo I had, they mentioned an Avian vet that is only 20 minutes from me. I decided it was time Hector had a check up. After having that thought, I also started realizing that Hector was drinking a bit more than usual.

I called the new vet earlier this week, and they were able to get me in this morning. The vet was awesome! I am shocked at how well behaved Hector was for him. Hector steps up for me, when she feels like it. She lets me scratch her head, when she feels like it. Today she just did whatever that vet asked of her like it was nothing. It was almost like she realized there was no point in fighting this guy. He was going to do what he wanted, and she should just cooperate. I half expected the poor vet to end up with bloody fingers, but no, Hector was an angel.

The vet said she looked great from the visual exam, but birds are good at hiding things. Considering how long it had been since she had a check up (about 10 years) we decided to do blood work, and a urinalysis. The vet said they usually have to do a mild tranquilizer to do the blood draw, but Hector was perfect for that as well and didn’t have to be sedated!



It turns out the Bird Street Bistro food that I’ve been feeding might not be the best base food for Hector now that she is getting older. The vet wants to wait until we get all the test results back, and then he will give me more specific diet feedback. As she is getting older, less grains and pastas is probably going to be a healthier choice for Hector. She’s not going to be happy about that!

Books say captive grays average life expectancy is about 50 years, but I’ve always found that a bit hard to believe in my personal experience. I asked this vet what he thought about average life expectancy for greys. The first thing he asked me was if I knew about Dr. Pepperberg and Alex the parrot and if I had read her book, which I have. He reminded me that Alex had the very best of care all his life, and he lived to be 34. He said in his experience anything beyond the 30s is rare. He said a 40 year old African Grey is like a 90 year old man. It happens, but it’s not the most common thing. I’m having a really hard time processing that thought.

I’ll update when I get test results.