Blood in her poo
Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 10:51 pm
Scared the sh.. out of me on the weekend when I got home from shopping and noticed that Atticus had done about 3 poos with blood in them. And it wasn't mixed up in the poo - there was big blobs of it. Rang the vet straight away (thank goodness they're open on sundays) and rushed her off with sample on newspaper in hand. Well my usual vet Adrian wasn't there so another vet examined her and said because the blood was so distinct that it was either a damaged cloaca or lower intestine, or from the ovaries - thought she might be eggbound? Anyway she examined her bum and no obvious signs of damage so that wasn' t the cause. She hasn't done a bloody poo since so it remains a mystery for now.
Anyway she also mentioned that because of the beak & feather disease that she could suffer from organ failure at any time! Well this got me thinking that my little girl really is a sick little girl and could succumb to the smallest thing at any time. I mean she looks a fright at the moment - feathers sticking out everywhere and no tail, but to me she's just my little darling. The thought of anything happening to her - I just can't handle it. On the way to the vet I was a little(!) distraught because I thought that her time had come, but it also made me realise how much she means to me.
Sorry for rambling on but I just cannot believe how attached I am to this little bird. More than any other pet I have ever had - including a cat I had from the age of 6 until I was 22 for crying out loud. Why do they have this effect on us? She drives me nuts sometimes but I don't know how I'm going to cope without her. Thanks for listening to my rant - I just had to get that of my chest.
Anyway she also mentioned that because of the beak & feather disease that she could suffer from organ failure at any time! Well this got me thinking that my little girl really is a sick little girl and could succumb to the smallest thing at any time. I mean she looks a fright at the moment - feathers sticking out everywhere and no tail, but to me she's just my little darling. The thought of anything happening to her - I just can't handle it. On the way to the vet I was a little(!) distraught because I thought that her time had come, but it also made me realise how much she means to me.
Sorry for rambling on but I just cannot believe how attached I am to this little bird. More than any other pet I have ever had - including a cat I had from the age of 6 until I was 22 for crying out loud. Why do they have this effect on us? She drives me nuts sometimes but I don't know how I'm going to cope without her. Thanks for listening to my rant - I just had to get that of my chest.
