As the titles suggests, we said goodbye to Almond at the vets today. My first ex-batt girl to pass on. I don’t have a good poultry vet to go to but I do have a good vet who put it to me plainly and honestly – she’s lost weight, she has some sort of internal growth and she now has something wrong with one of her legs. He offered metacam to see if that would improve her leg, but ultimately there were other problems that could not be treated. Despite being a beautiful bright and alert girl, I did not want her to suffer another day in her life so I made the hard choice to say goodbye.
She went incredibly peacefully. Having held many birds while they’ve been given the ‘green dream’ I knew I definitely wanted her have some gas to knock her out before they attempted to get her vein. Doesn’t matter how good a vet is and how much they assure you they can get a vein quickly, I’ve never seen lethabarb injected on the first go into a bird.
I held her the whole time until she went to sleep and told her I loved her over and over.
Huge credit needs to go to Almonds original mum, Sherrie, for her fantastic work in rehabilitating both Almond & Banana. She did such an amazing job that allowed Almond 1.5 years of freedom and happiness, I’m just sorry that it ended so soon after she came into my care.
So now I’ll spend the rest of the night crying on the couch for a beautiful girl who had such a tough beginning to her life. She was a life just like any other life and she deserved to be loved so much and deserves to be missed. They all do, and this is what inspires me.
I’m so sorry.