Thursday, January 24, 2013
Jessie, my female cockatiel, kept me from going to the gym tonight. As usual, I had the cage open. Jessie is not the best flier; she tends to crash land, but never gets hurt. I have soft carpet everywhere, so that cushions her.
This time, though, when I picked her up from the floor, she was bleeding. In all the years I've had birds, that's never happened. I had some quick stop powder and liberally applied it all over anything that seemed to be bleeding; when I calmed down a bit and examined her better, I realized the bleeding came from one of her tailfeathers, which had broken. This seems to be common in birds and no cause for alarm, as long as the bleeding stops, which it did. I was alarmed anyway.
I thought about taking her to the emergency vet, but none of the clinics answered the phone, and anyway, I was worried she might get even more worked up during the transport and hurt herself more.
She happily ate the millet spray I gave her and started to grind her beak (the sign of a happy bird), so she seemed to be alright. Still, I kept monitoring her for bleeding, and I definitely won't leave tonight. I'll get up early tomorrow to give her a bath so I can wash off the powder and blood residue.
I guess I did burn some calories by running around hysterically trying to take care of my bird.