One of the birds at work is ill and needs antibiotics twice a day. The process involves throwing a face cloth over her, picking her up, flipping her on her back and injecting the medicine in her mouth. For a sick girl, she is very good at letting me know she is not amused. It is an ordeal for both of us. And there are not many co-workers willing/able to do this. To avoid having to go into work on my days off, I have brought them home with me. I don’t think I will be getting pet birds any time soon. The noise is driving me crazy…whine, whine, whine.Obviously, the whining is coming from my dog.