Update 9 AM: They cremated her body at the avian hospital where they did the necropsy (I brought her in because I wanted to be 100% certain of how she died).
I am glad they did this because I have no yard in which to bury and I obviously couldn’t do it in the park and I would hate to just throw her in the trash like she was garbage.
I did throw the Teflon skillet in the garbage.
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Fumes from the Teflon coating on a cooking pan. No, it wasn’t me. We had a houseguest.
The little ones survived because I’d rolled their cage into my bedroom that morning so that they could get some fresh air and sunlight.
She was supposed to be with me for 30 years more. I was going to buy her a boyfriend parrot and everything. She was such a nice bird. She was timid and shy, but a very nice bird.
I threw out her cage. I could have sold it or given it away on Craigslist, but I couldn’t bear to look at it. I had to get rid of it. Her little perches and toys and all. I put it on the curb and it was gone when I came home from work.
She died a horrible death and I was not even there.
Guest is very sad and apologetic (it was an accident) and will buy me a new parrot, but I don’t want a new parrot. I just want Parrot.
I feel badly about all the things I did not do for Parrot. I should have bought her more toys.
There was a dark time in my life when she was the only thing that I loved.
Parrot, I’m sorry. You were an awesome parrot and you did everything right. The Vet said it happened very quickly. I hope it wasn’t painful. Bad enough that you were living in my apartment when you should have been flying around Africa.
You were the best Parrot.