A couple of months ago, my cousin asked me to take in her conure. We fell in love with the bird, she was just so fun and so sweet. My cousin's kids adore the bird, too, and they frequently call, skype, or come over just to see or talk to the bird. Even the two year old says, "Where is Wynnie" when she talks to me.
Today, Wynnie was on her boing which hangs over her cage, eating a treat. I walked out to put trash in garage--when I came back, one of my dogs had Wynnie and her neck was broken :-(
I am so devastated, and so angry with myself. What was I thinking? She must have flown off to look for me and she has never had any fear of the dogs, so she may have flown straight to the floor.
I don't know what to do. How will I break this news to my cousin and her kids? The whole reason I took the bird was to protect her from my cousin's soon-to-be ex-husband who hated the bird.
I am heartbroken and I don't think I can forgive myself.
She was such a sweet little bird. I am so so sorry, Wynnie baby. I let you down in the worst way. Fly free little girl.
Today, Wynnie was on her boing which hangs over her cage, eating a treat. I walked out to put trash in garage--when I came back, one of my dogs had Wynnie and her neck was broken :-(
I am so devastated, and so angry with myself. What was I thinking? She must have flown off to look for me and she has never had any fear of the dogs, so she may have flown straight to the floor.
I don't know what to do. How will I break this news to my cousin and her kids? The whole reason I took the bird was to protect her from my cousin's soon-to-be ex-husband who hated the bird.
I am heartbroken and I don't think I can forgive myself.
She was such a sweet little bird. I am so so sorry, Wynnie baby. I let you down in the worst way. Fly free little girl.