From the
Diary as of 9/6/09
My heart is aching – WALLY IS ALSO DEAD – he had to be euthanized this morning after he fell out of the nest and apparently damaged his little brain. After calling animal emergency the vet said nothing could be done for him any more and he took him away. The sweetest of all is gone.
I am totally paralyzed. My little darling pigeon is dead. What could I have done? Did I do something wrong? Could he have been saved? The vet was saying something about PMV – the Paramyxovirus but this is bloody nonsense – not within 2 hours. It is so unfair. I am terribly sad. First Randy and now my sweet Wally. I am crying for these little fellows. I cannot help…
I did photograph him this morning when he sat on the little platform in front of the nest and 2 hours later – while I was doing laundry – he suddenly lay on the floor on the side and could not stand up any more. So I really cannot tell what had happened. Maybe he banged his little head badly and injured his brain. Even if he could not fly yet – the height was not so big – less than 1 m - so that he should have survived the fall by flapping his wings. Very strange.
It was simply terrible seeing him moving in cramps in circles. He apparently had lost his orientation completely. I tried to stabilize him, tried to find out whether he had displaced a vertebra but I could not feel anything – but then I am not a doctor.
He could not hold up his head any more. And he cheeped helplessly all the time. Emma and Pete stood beside him, looking at me as if they wanted to say “help him please, help him”. Emma made strange noises – she really seemed to suffer from the view of her little one. It was so awful. I took the little fellow into my hand and wrapped a little towel around him, put him in a box and covered his little body to calm him down. But he screamed from time to time – maybe he had bad pains. I called the emergency vet immediately – you know the rest of the story. I am devastated.
These are the last pics I shot from Wally on the very same day, 2 hours earlier – he truly does not look sick – does he? I am terribly sad.
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