It's been a tough year. Lots of family problems, some health issues for me. And now, my beloved Gannon got out and has flown away.
My daughter was down to attend my son's wedding and she asked the morning after if I wanted to let Gannon out for a while. We have toys and perches as well as a long rope stung up high where he can play. I said yes and began helping her gather her things and get packed up for her trip home. We got her stuff in her car and I sent her off with hugs and kisses. I began picking up the house to get everything back in order and my chihuahua was underfoot and I had tripped over her twice. Deciding she needed some outdoor time on the patio while I finished up, I opened the back door and told her to go out. She was being stubborn and so I called to her again to go out while holding the door open. Just then, Gannon flew past me onto the patio. I was frantic and didn't know what to do. I tried to shoo him back towards the door, but he flew around me and out into the cold day and over the tree tops of the houses behind me. I called out to him, I whistled for him, I chirped to him like we did every morning...but he didn't come back. I put his cage on the patio with the doors wide open with fresh water and lots of food. I even put some seeds on the railing of the patio hoping to lure him back. It's been 4 days and he hasn't returned.
I've cried so much my husband is worried about me. It's so crazy how attached to him I was. I feel so guilty for forgetting he was out that morning. I'm normally great about never opening my door when he's out. My husband has been great and told me it wasn't my fault, that it could have happened to him just as easily. I try to rationalize it by reminding myself how hectic this weekend had been and that I was probably tired from all that was going on. But I still feel horrible. I try to believe that maybe he was found by someone who would love him. But I know it's been in the low 30s and 40s at night and I fear for the worse. I'm so sad and I still get up looking for him every morning.
I think I may try to clean his cage out today and put it away. I hate this.
Budgies routinely show up at my vet's office. They somehow escaped into the tough streets of new york and somehow they survive everything NYC has to offer. Call all the local pet shelters and vets, post signs, tell your neighbors. Keep looking as you never know.
I'm so sorry your Gannon flew out...Unfortunately, accidents like these can and do happen. Did you put up fliers around your neighbourhood or called animal shelters to see if they have him there? It's possible someone could have rescued him. I do hope if your Gannon is alright, you'll get to be reunited soon.
If not, maybe after your grief fades a bit more, you will be able to open your heart to another little fellow.
RIP sweet Tito (Summer 2008 - January 17th 2013).
You are missed and never will be forgotten.
Don't give up -- posting the notices, notifying your neighbors, checking with animal shelters and vets are all positive things you can do to try to find little Gannon. Hopefully someone has found him and he is safe and just waiting to be reunited with you.
I cant imagine how worried you are and watching your baby fly past you Dont beat yourself up over it even the most careful people make mistakes sometimes and never give up searching for Gannon, my prayers with you finding your little guy!
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Aww, sweetie - So very sorry to hear about your little Gannon. It's very difficult not to blame yourself; but guilt cannot help him return, and it will only prolong your great grief. I pray you can let go of that - sadly, accidents Do sometimes happen with our little birdies...
As others have said, it's very possible that he might be found - I am praying for that miracle - I've known it to happen before...
Unending Thanks, Ms FaeryBee, for the Absolute Perfect Picture!