Darjeeling still hasn't laid an egg, so I took her back to the vet today. Poked and prodded by a third doctor, who couldn't quite choose between three options.

1. An egg, still not quite ready to pop out.
2. A tumor low in her body cavity, about where an egg would be if it were getting ready to pop out.
3. A tumor high in her body cavity, that's pushing her gizzard down lower in her body cavity, about where an egg would be if it were getting ready to pop out.

Since there's no action available for #2 or #3, she gave Darjeeling another shot, this time calcium and oxytocin, which is a hormone that speeds along contractions. If there's no egg by tomorrow, it's back to the vet again for another shot. And if there's no egg after that, then it's back to the Finsterium for the end of life among her friends, for as long as she's comfortable. But, we won't contemplate too much end of life stuff right now. Sigh.

In other health news, I described a just-discovered lump on Tea's face, right about where his right ear is, and sight unseen (which of course guarantees nothing) she guessed it was a feather cyst, which is sort of like an ingrown hair. They're more common on wing feathers, but they're common enough. It should definitely be checked out, and probably removed, and either way (since blood and a tiny bird are involved) could lead to, you know, end of life stuff. Sigh.