In the waiting room, I found Mr. S. from a village nearby quietly waiting for his turn, with a cage covered by a thick towel on his knees. Curious, I asked: “Why the towel?” With a big grin on his face, Mr. S. took the towel off and this triggered a burst of foul language in a high pitched voice, cried out loud by a mockingbird.
The bird had been ringed when too young and had just fractured its left leg, because of trophic troubles linked to limb compression. The fractured extremity was holding on by a thin strip of skin. The lack of blood circulation made amputation with a pair of scissors the only logical solution. The thing to do after was to monitor the aspect of the stump and change the dressing every day.
As I was operating, I learned that the funny mockingbird liked to whistle to call the house Doberman, which was fooled when it could not find its master. When the bird’s owner lit a cigarette, the bird would start coughing noisily. It also ranted like mad when people used the phone nearby.
A few days after their visit, I was told that the bird refused to respond when its caretaker addressed it and made a point in sulking in a corner of the cage. This did not prevent it from playing jokes on the dog. Its behaviour with the rest of the family had not changed. Healing was on its way and there was no sign of infection.
The reason for this sulking seemed obvious: the bird had not liked being handled against its will, felt mortified and wanted it to be known.
It only took 2 granules of Staphysagria 30 CH dissolved in the water supply and no later than the following morning, the loud animal was back to its joking self. The water container was thoroughly cleaned the same evening.