Some people may have viewed my recent post, about how my personal favourite budgie was becoming even sicklier, despite being a special needs budgie anyway. He wouldn't eat properly and was very thin.
Well, my mum woke me this morning to tell me...Moscow The Wonder Budgie is no more.
He was lying on the floor of his cage, quite peacefully, eyes closed, little feet curled up, and his body all straightened out. He can't have been dead that long because he was still in rigor mortis. He had seperated himself from the others, like when elephants go to an elephant graveyard (if they actually do; I've never been sure about that one).
I cried but from sadness, not shock, because I knew he wasn't long for this world. It was through no fault of my own, as far as I'm aware. I'd taken him to the vets multiple times and given him medicine.
He was very happy with me. Before he came to me, he lived in a large cage with another budgie, Eden, sitting under the roof of the cage on a perch (so he could hide) and never moving much. His previous owners decided to get rid of them because the woman fell pregnant. He didn't even have a name.
Moscow may not have been a 'show' style budgie, but I loved him, and I think he loved me.
How fitting that a budgie called Moscow should die on a very snowy day in England...
Me: I think that swing looks good there Sprout. What do you think?
Me: Yeah, I agree...
Poor Moscow. Sorry to hear that about the little guy. It''s never easy losing one of our feathered friends, but you can have good heart knowing that you provided him with love and care in his short but special life. Best wishes.
I'm so sorry for your loss of little Moscow. I know exactly what you are going through, I am in mourning as well for having lost my precious budgie just yesterday.
Accept my condolences. Rest in peace, Moscow.