09-15-2013, 06:01 PM
Shelby, The Sunshine Boy flies now with the Angels
Sir Shelben Beckingham Keetsforth
February 10, 2011 – September 14, 2013
Initially so shy and sweet, darling Shelby soon showed how spunky, full of fun and very brave he would be.
I really did not wish to go into detail about specifics, but I know the question most people
usually ask upon hearing of the death of a beloved pet is “What Happened?”
With that in mind, I am providing this account for everyone and hope to never have to revisit these events in writing or conversation again. (I’m trying very hard not to dwell on the horrible tragedy but to be happy that my beautiful boy is no longer in pain.)
I’m very sad to announce that on Thursday, September 2013 when I was away on vacation, Shelby was the victim of a freak accident in his cage. Somehow his leg was caught between the bottom of the very top side door and the bars of the cage. He was unable to free himself
and the result was a critical compound fracture where the bone protrudes from the skin.
It was only by chance that when my husband went in to care for the birds he happened to notice my poor baby clinging to the
side of the cage looking extremely distressed. Upon closer inspection, he realized Shelby’s foot was caught and the leg was
broken. He told me it was quite difficult for him to manage to get Shelby free. I truly appreciate Ted taking care of my birds when I'm away and I know he did all he could to help my baby.
However, Ted didn’t realize how budgies mask pain and illness He gave Shelby food and water on the floor of the flight cage Shelby shares with Sunny. Ted didn’t call me to let me know what happened. He thought that since Shelby could move around some and ate and drank once he was on the floor of the cage that the injury, wasn’t life threatening. He was unable to see the bone, he only knew the leg as “dangling down”.
I know my husband was trying to ensure that I was able to enjoy the last day of my vacation. He thought since I would be home on Saturday that as long as Shelby was moving around in the cage, eating and drinking that a visit to the vet would not be required until then.
Upon returning home and learning of the problem, I immediately ran to see my baby. It was obvious he was scared and in pain. His foot had already begun to die from the loss of blood circulation. I took my sweetheart to the Emergency Vet Clinic as that was the only place open that evening. After the vet's examination of the extent of Shelby’s injury I determined the best course of action for Shelby’s well-being would be to help ease him through to the next step of his journey.
Yes, I could have opted to wait and have the leg amputated but that wouldn’t take place until Monday and this was Saturday night. Shelby had already been trapped with a broken leg for several hours on Thursday without food or water then suffered through two additional days and nights in extreme discomfort if not excruciating pain.
Shelby had never been the most robust of budgies from the beginning and in his two + short years with me had weathered a bacterial infection, a super severe miserable molt, a second miserable molt within the span of 2 months and now this. There was no possible way I could possibly subject little Shelby to another two days and nights before a surgery the vet wasn’t sure he was strong enough to make it through.
With a broken heart, I said goodbye to my baby and the vet eased his passing so he could soar healthy, happy and whole with the angels.
Today, I buried Shelby in my front garden. My bedroom window was Shelby’s favorite place to play, and it looks out to where his earthly remains are now at rest.
Fly high and free forever my special, precious, much loved baby; rest peacefully now little Shelby until we are all together again someday.
I will share Shelby’s Story as my tribute for my much loved and missed Sunshine Boy in a separate thread.
Last edited by FaeryBee; 09-15-2013 at 07:08 PM.