I hardly know what to say. I feel like I hardly knew her. She came into our lives when my husband found her outside his workplace almost dead from cold and exhaustion. He got her some seed and water and brought her home. The next morning after warmth, food and sleep she was a new bird. She was at that point our third bird and as bottom of the flock she didn't get as much attention as she probably should have. She was always a bit wild, never really got her tamed, but she stayed out of trouble and would return to her cage quickly and readily when asked to at the end of the day. She shared a cage with Budgie, although sometimes I thought it a bit unfair given the grouch budgie can be. I think budgie must have known she was ill before we did because she was starting to get fairly nasty towards her.
I don't know if more could have been done, or if the outcome would have been different if I had picked it up and taken her to the vet sooner.
I hope she was happy with her life with us and got enough of the treats and hand feedings when the goodies were being passed out, but with two hands and twelve birds,...
I have more and better pictures, thankfully, but this seemed appropriate.
Cutie Pie, Olive, Budgie, Baby Boy, Star, Pepper, Ariel, Oscar, Charlie, Little One, Chiclet.
Cutie Pie, Olive, Ariel, Little One and Chiclet are children of Budgie and Oscar.
Budgie and Star left us in 2009. Pepper and Oscar left us this year, 2010. 2018 and all are gone. Ariel and Cutie Pie died this Feb and March. Both over 11 years old.
A good day is a day all your birds are happy and healthy.
I just posted on your other thread as I didn't see this one. That is a gorgeous picture.....she looks just like an angel in flight...very fitting.
I know it's normal, but I hope you won't second-guess yourself. The fact that you took her in and gave her a home, food, companions and love when she was near death and all alone, is wonderful. I'm sure she was very happy to be there, and very grateful to you. You did your best and that is all that can be done.
Dear Diane, Sqeeky's made me cry. I cry so loud, because it's like she's flying to somewhere better.. I am honestly sorry..
I found "Infant" too, almost one year ago, during hot days of June. He/she was exhausted and drunk and ate for hours. I don't know who left him/her. Anyway, now he's/she's dying and I don't know what was the point of rescue him/her. I was happy then, now I am devastated.. I've started thinking of euthanasia too, since vet said that this canary would never be healthy again, but just a bird in the bottom of cage..
I am aching with you, I know exactly how you feel; you have my support.
RIP sweet Squeeky..
__________________ "..no moon is there, no voice, no sound of beating heart; a sigh profound once in each age, as each age dies, alone is heard. Far, far it lies .."
It is so nice that she got those extra years with you
I know, we tend to second guess ourselves, but really, you did everything you could - and then some.
Squeeky is in budgie heaven now with my Schnappi and all the other birds that went before her.