After the surgery, we applied medicine to the wound to avoid infection and bleeding. The second injured bird (the green with blue one) also had a fractured wing. We just applied wing brace and medicine on the wound. However, the chance of its survival was also not assured.
December 31, 2008 (afternoon) - as predicted, the gray one past away. It was found lying on the cage, eyes open. The painful part was not really the death of the bird because we already expected it to happen. It was the part when its pair, the yellow one, was jumping and chirping all over the cage... maybe it was asking for help... asking for us to try reviving his partner.
Maybe I am just being melodramatic, but from what i know, love birds don't exist alone. They need their pairs in order to survive. I really took pity for it... exaggerated but I really could not look at it...could not even bury the bird I first had surgery on.
In my whole 2008, that was the most tragic part that happened. Now, who am i to blame in that incident, of course, the RATS! I really hate every single species of rats in the world. No, i hate all rodents in the world - every single species in their family.Even those who look like one.
In my whole 2008, that was the most tragic part that happened. Now, who am i to blame in that incident, of course, the RATS! I really hate every single species of rats in the world. No, i hate all rodents in the world - every single species in their family.Even those who look like one.
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