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Jun. 13th, 2008 12:40 pmOne of the towhees died last night. I haven't the faintest idea why--last night he was hopping around the room as fast as he could go, testing out his wings, randomly jumping on Mystery Bird, and was the most upbeat, happy bird you'd ever see. He'd been on the proper dose of antibiotics for a week like directed, he was eating fine, he looked great, and I'm not sure what caused his death. I'm pretty disappointed about it because I had him for a week and had grown rather fond of him in that time (plus I'm at a total loss as to why he died), but...well, it happens. Nothing I can do but accept it. At least he had a really great, fun, exciting week of life before he went.
RIP, little towhee.
Now I must go clean with my mom! We're doing some work on our (frankly, quite terrifying) garage right now. o__o;
RIP, little towhee.
Now I must go clean with my mom! We're doing some work on our (frankly, quite terrifying) garage right now. o__o;