Firstly, the hot weather caused my nose to go off like a bomb, I always get nosebleeds in hot weather
Secondly, the 350 - euro piece of beautiful sandstone my mother bought in Paris had broken somewhere in our travels, which put a bad light over the day
and lastly, I was shocked to learn what had happened to my birds.
As some of you know, we had about a week and a half's heavy rain here in canberra, and despite the best efforts of my bird sitter apparently some birds just turned up twigs.
Also not helping was the neighbourhood cat (sensing our beagle had left for our grandmother's place) decided to pay a visit.
So instead of being welcomed home by baby saints and jacarinis, which were nesting when I left, I was greeted by 9 out of 19 birds from my original collection.
It's F*****g devastating.
I currently now own:
a pair of jacarinis
a pair of tri nuns
a male plumhead
a female gouldian
a single one out of four saint helenas
and a pair of button quail.
I pulled the bodies of my female plumhead and one of the saints from inside the saint nest were apparently they must have taken shelter. I found the cordon hen's body under the quail hut. The rest are MIA, although I expect my birdsitter picked them up.
So what do I do now? I'm really not cut out for this, I can't stand it when my finches die. Should I even bother replacing them? I'm really not doing well at this, and after E orix was kind enough to give me those birds... I don't know.
