I had Pebbles for 15 years. She was an african grey parrot. She was a baby to me. I took her everywhere. She talked and would always give me kisses. I dont know why she died. I am very sad right now. I loved her very much. I went to check on her and give her some food and water but she wouldnt drink the water and she didnt do her normal head bobbong thing she does to me when she sees me. I knew right away something was wrong. I tried to get her to drink some water and she wouldnt so I called the vet. I live on Cape Cod and there arent many vets around here adn the only emergency vet hpstpital that is here said they donthave anyone on that knows about parrots so they would try and locate a vet for me that does. In the meantime Pebbles had fallen to the bottom of the cage. I picked her up and started force feeding her water with a medicine syringe, she was drinking it but not responding well. She finally took her last breath and died in my arms. I was crying and my son was crying. My son asked me if it was ok if he went up to his room because it was hurting him to see me cry. I told him it was ok. He had never seen anything die before. A little while later he came back and told me I should feel lucky that the bird died with me. I said why? He said because Pebbles was lucky to have you there when she died. She knew you loved her. And was always there for her.
That did make me feel better but I am so upset. She was supposed to live for 75 to 100 years. The vet never called me back..I guess a parrot is not as important to them..maybe they could ahve saved her..I don't know.
I know that Pebbles had gotten attached to my ex-boyfriend maybe she was suffering from a brokenheart. Maybe she ate somethng wrong and it blocked her from digesting her food. I will never know what happened but I know I will never forget her and I will be grieving my sweet bird for a long time. I will miss her so much.
