I lost my sweet yellow & green Tony this morning unexpectedly. I had taken him and another bird to the avian vet's to get their nails trimmed. He died in her hands as she had caught him. He did have 3 small lipomas which I knew would eventually affect him and the dr suspects they probably impacted his air sacs. She was in tears as she told me and gave me a hug. The vet office was always glad to see him. I showed the other 2 budgies his body so they know he is gone and they are very quiet. It was not the way I wanted to start thei first day of summer vacation as a teacher. Sadness. I have always taken great comfort with this site as I have lost other birds in the past and have also tried to occasionally write kind words for others too. RIP my sweet one who left too soon.
I'm so sorry to hear this... It's never easy to say goodbye to a much beloved little friend, you have my deepest sympathies.
May time heal the pain from no longer having your budgie boy and the memories of the good times you had with him give you comfort.
Rest in peace, Tony. You were much loved and will be missed.
RIP sweet Tito (Summer 2008 - January 17th 2013).
You are missed and never will be forgotten.
Oh no. I'm so sorry to hear of Tony's passing. I have to say that I teared up a bit reading your post. Tony is now happy and healthy, without illness or ailment, living comfortably now at the Rainbow bridge where he awaits your arrival. You have my sincerest condolences and deepest sympathies for your loss.
Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When a bird dies that has been especially close to someone here, that bird goes to the Rainbow Bridge.
At the Rainbow Bridge there are meadows and hills and beautiful trees of all kinds where all our special friends can fly and climb, hang and flap, hop and run, jump and play, squawk and squeal and sing together.
There is plenty of good food, including grapes and peanuts, ice cream and cheese, spaghetti and especially lots of pizza. There is crystal clear water in brooks and springs are filled with water as well as every kind of delicious fresh fruit juice.
One warm spring even runs full of the coffee they can now drink their fill of without hearing a single no-no. There is lots of glorious sunshine, and sweet warm rain when they want it and our friends are warm and comfortable and totally at peace.
All the birds who had been ill or old are restored to health and vigor and to their natural incredible beauty. Their feathers shine, their wing feathers are whole, and their eyes gleam once again with vitality.
Those who were hurt or maimed or ignored or broken-hearted are made whole and strong and free of fear again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days gone by.
The birds are happy and content..... except for one small thing - they each miss someone very special to them who had to be left behind when the bird returned home. Still they all fly and play happily and safely and noisily together - even the grouchiest greys and orneriest senegals, the tiniest finches and the grandest macaws.
But the day comes for each bird when he suddenly stops and looks far into the distance. His body freezes and his bright eyes are intent as he watches and listens in silence. Suddenly he begins to fly from the group, soaring over the green grass, his wings flapping harder and harder!
You have been spotted - and he shrieks to you and then calls your name and his own and cries again and again and as he rushes toward you.
When you and your bird finally meet, you cling to each other in joyous reunion, knowing you will never be parted again.
Your face and your fingers - and even your toes - are covered with beak nibbles and soft ecstatic kisses. Your hair is preened by that special beak, and his head bends under your fingers to invite your touch. Your hands again find their way under beloved wings, to caress the downy softness beneath.
You look once more into the trusting eyes of your companion-so long gone from your physical life on earth, but never for an instant absent from your heart.
Your tears of joy are gently brushed away by those beloved wings... and feeling immersed once more in total contentment and love, you and your beloved companion cross the Rainbow Bridge together.
Thank you for my wonderful signature Deb!!!
RIP Pepper, Peatri, Holly, Mini, and Quarty
my sincere and deepest sympathies on your loss of tony.I'm truly sorry. I know it will be hard on you for awhile,but we're here for you if you need us.
sending comforting prayers and hugs for you .please know that tony is alright now and his spirit shall always comfort you.
I shall pray for you.Blessings always
princess Gracie Barber welcomes you all and blessings
Thank you for the kind words of consolation. I started to cry when I read what all of you wrote. I know I was thrown for a loop as it was the last thing we expected so have been in kind of a daze today. We buried him tonight at the edge of the woods in our yard. The other two birds, Whitey and Perri were finally talking this afternoon. So hard but comforting to watch too.
Again, many thanks...
Oh, I'm so very sorry to hear of your loss of beautiful Tony.
He was a cherished member of your flock and I know he felt all the love and care you gave him. Now he is a beautiful green angel, flying high above the stars with no pain or weariness. Although he may be gone from your home, he will never be gone from your heart as long as you keep his memories close.
Rest in peace, dear little Tony. You will always be missed.
My best wishes to you during this hard time. I'm glad you have Whitey and Perri to help you mourn through this loss.
and Princess Mallorn!
Thank you to Deb for her wonderful Faery magic
Thank you. I really appreciate everyone's support.It has only been a week. Still hurts as I know it will for awhile. I have lost some budgies before to illness, but I always had that (somewhat)mental preparation to deal with it as hard as that is. Tony was so spunky and only 3 yrs old. There had been no outward signs of illness--droppings/sleeping/lack of singing. I knew eventually that the lipomas would probably interfere.That morning he was chirping away in the car singing to the other bird,Perri, as we drove to the vet's. Alas,as my vet sadly wrote in a sweet condolence letter(which was so comforting)that life truly is fleeting.