I haven't been able to find a heating pad but have been covering Baloos cage with a thick blanket at night and i think it is helping alot as he seems to be feeling better. It was soo cute, he was on my chest when i was lying down as I was tickling him and put the sleeve of a robe on him when he just flopped on his side, eyes closed and all...I lifted the sleeve off him and his foot was still tucked in to his body and both feet were in the air, his head was rested on me and I watched him sleep for a little while. I couldnt believe how comfortable he was! I had to make sure he was alive by tickling him every once in a while, his breathing was so gentle and his little chest would move so slightly it was hard to tell if it was even moving. Its hard to imagine this little creature, that is at his core a wild being,originating from the jungle,whom if I were to ever see in his natural habitat, would never imagine him to be the boisterous and child-like little person he is, weaned by people, trusts me so much, a big monstrous flesh being ( in his eyes ), that he can lie, sleeping on me, feet up and all, without a worry in the world, and feel safe in my arms. This little bird, with this tiny heart beating in his tiny chest, sleeping on his side for that matter, on me, with his head plopped very un-bird like on my chest snoozing like a puppy...it was soo surreal somehow, as simple as it was. I was just amazed. As people I think it is easy to cast aside the animals we share the world with as being inferior to us. It is "just a bird", "just a dog", "just a stupid animal", justifying the cruelties and abuse we bestow upon them. Hopefully one day they will be seen as the beautiful, intelligent creatures that they are, feeling happiness, anger, jealousy, joy,annoyance, anxiety,trust, just like we do. Then would it be so easy to cast them aside? these were just little thoughts inspired by the little bird who slept on his side on my chest...:)