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cartoon life: Bird. Belly. Night.

Filed under: art Tagged: bird, Cat

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cartoon life: Bird word cloud

Originally drawn near the end of July or early August in 2002, I thought I might redraw it – as much as it is actually a drawing – prompted by the example of the bird finding seed amongst the gravel in the RSAnimate re-lecture by Ian Mcgilchrist on brain hemispheres.

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As you might recall, my double-yellow-headed Amazon parrot, Kazoo, came to me at the age of 13 from a Francophone family. Although she has a fairly limited vocabulary, she’s a very, very expressive bird. She can say Hello like a harried mother, or like a kid getting home from school, or like a sultry . . . → Read More: French parrot needs translator What the parrot told me

Just a quick update.

1. Oboe’s still making progress. Little baby steps. Today was the first day he didn’t weigh less than the day before. 44 grams, same as yesterday. He has lost 20% of his body weight in nine days. But he’s starting to eat more on his own, he’s much brighter, . . . → Read More: What the parrot told me Duncan’s business trip

I think Oboe has turned the corner! He seems a little brighter and livelier today, and he ate a little breakfast on his own. He’s still spending all his time sleeping in his cave, and he’s still breathing hard and can’t fly, but I sense that he’s stronger and happier today. I’m feeling guardedly . . . → Read More: Duncan’s business trip The art of worrying in the middle of the night

It is 1:53 in the morning and I am up worrying. I got tired of lying in bed worrying, so I got up.

Some people are prone to worrying in the middle of the night. I am not usually one of them, so I find it interesting in a frustrating sort of way.

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We went to visit Oboe in the hospital again this evening, and he seems to be improving. His breathing still isn’t great, and the vet says it might be a punctured air sac. She’s hoping it’ll resolve itself over time. She says we’re basically keeping him alive and buying him time so that Mother . . . → Read More: Good news! Oboe update

He’s still in the hospital. He’s not out of the woods yet. The vet wants him to get a little better on his own before she treats him, because she doesn’t think he’s strong enough or stable enough right now to survive stressful treatment. For example, she’ll need to anaesthetize him in order to . . . → Read More: Oboe update Everybody wants a piece of Oboe

Duncan tested negative for hyperthyroidism, so now we’re treating him for irritable bowel syndrome. If he responds well to the treatment, then that’s probably what he’s got. If not, we’ll be looking at lymphoma, which is a kind of cancer. (It killed my last cat, Flea, but he was 19 years old. Duncan’s only . . . → Read More: Everybody wants a piece of Oboe Oboe and the ceiling fan

Ceiling fans are one of the leading causes of death among pet birds. It’s so common, there’s even a term for it: shredded tweet. I only have two ceiling fans in my house: one in the bedroom, one in the sewing room. They are almost always turned off, and the birds rarely go in either […] . . . → Read More: Oboe and the ceiling fan