Sad news - Pablo died last night. It was pretty unexpected. The vet had told me he had some liver trouble so we had him on medication and he seemed to be recovering really well. Then last night when I was in bed, I heard him drop to the bottom of his cage, but he didn't flap or anything. When I went over, he was sort of splayed out and breathing funny. We took off for the 24 hour pet clinic right then, but by the time we got there, he was nearly gone and died only a couple minutes later. The clinic vet (not our regular vet) told me he had probably been sick for a while and that this was most likely a genetic problem. I'm still waiting to hear back from our regular vet.
I hadn't even had Pablo a year yet, but we spent a lot of time together. I live alone and work a high-stress job, but we would always find time to veg together on the couch or give him a bath or ride around on my shoulder and he would always start chirping when he heard my key in the door.
Now I'm really stuck. I adored my guy and I don't want to rush to replace him. On the other hand, I can't stand the idea of going home to an empty house. On the third hand, I can't bear to get attatched to another bird only to have him die as well. Advice?














