Sad, lonely Fritz.

Fritz is destined to be alone, I think.  Poor little Pierre was lost to us today.  He never was quite himself after the beak injury, and he wasn't terribly hale to begin with.  Christian found him on the floor of his cage today, emaciated and very weak.  I tried to feed him with a needleless syringe, and he ate for a while, but gave up after filling his crop.  His little heart and kidneys were most likely too weak.  

We'll miss his little fuzzy butt terribly.