Connor has a parrot, native to Western Australia. Bobby, a red breasted Scarlett Parrot.
Tuesday we noticed Bobby wasn't well so took him to the vet. Birds are known to hide their illness and only show symptoms when it's too late.
That happened. The vet gave us medication for 10 days, not to fix him but to make him comfortable.
Poor baby, he died tonight.
Connor was, and still is, inconsolable.
All I want to do is say the right thing, do the right thing. All I can do is hug him. I hope it's enough.
I feel so helpless.