May 15th, 2002

and AWAAAAAAAAY!

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Cessna is doing very well. He's in the small quarentine cage, far away from the other birds. Until today, fed him sugar water with an eyedropper. Today he got hamburger. (All american swallow - junk food and red meat!) He really, really likes hamburger. I get this image of him being released back to his buddies, and a whole flock of swallows descending en masse upon some poor cow and utterly skeletonizing it, to the sound of a symphony of cute little chirps.
He also went outside and fluttered around a bit today. He's definitely feeling better, but still favoring one wing quite a bit. He seems only a little short of flying. I wonder if it would do any good to set up the large flight cage outside for him, let him get back into shape before release?
and AWAAAAAAAAY!

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Cessna is suddenly and unexpectedly dead. I am feeling very sad, and kinda responsible.

It appears to be whatever it was that originally rendered him sick and flightless without any obvious symptoms except a bit of blood in his beak, internal bleeding of some sort - the only sign is a bit of blood in his droppings.

I feel like if I hadn't encouraged him to get some exercise and flutterscuttle around yesterday, he would not have aggravated it, and would be fine now. But he was so bored, and so happy to get outside and explore...

Sigh.
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