Our pet umbrella cockatoo died. She had a respiratory infection that was aggravated by my inlaws smoking. These kinds of birds hide the fact that they are sick to keep predators from eating them. By the time we realized she needed a doctor, it was too late. I took her to an animal hospital around 9:00, and they put her on oxygen immediately. She took a turn for the worse about 12:30, and died about half an hour later. I have lost pets before, but it never hurt this bad. Bindi was like an autistic 2 1/2 year old with ADHD. That is the way most U2 owners describe their babies. She was almost like one of our kids. My wife and I are taking this really hard. I can't imagine how my little girl is going to take it in the morning. She didn't want to go to bed when we told her that Bindi might die. We convinced her to go to sleep and then got the call an hour later. Selling my Nordie would not be near as painful if the vet could have saved her life. Now I have a $1000 vet bill, and lost my poor baby anyway. Life sucks! I would never have believed this possible, but this hurts almost as bad as when my Dad died. Please keep my family in your thoughts and prayers.