I dreamed I opened a big white plastic egg, and milk spilled out. There were several small bird eggs inside, unfertilized. A miniature, one inch size chick had hatched out of one egg. My husband wanted to care for it, so we put it in a shoe box. Later, my husband told me he went to the grocery store, and groceries had been put on top of the shoebox, and the chick was dead.
I woke up and went to uncover my bird cages. Under the diamond doves (tiny doves) cage was wing feathers. One of my doves had a bloody wing and very few feathers left. I put the other bird in another cage, and put them in a safe quiet place. She was fine Monday and yesterday. Eating, just sitting around. This morning she was dead.