I feel like I need to express the strong feelings and emotions I have right now for my budgie, I thought what better place to post this than on a page shared by many people passionate about these awesome creatures. They are not just pets, they are part of the family.
I lost my blue baby on Tuesday 6/2/18 at 7pm in the palm of my hand. I have never felt so much heartache in my life it hurts so bad but thinking how thankful I am that I could be there for his final send off.
I had him for over 8 years, since he was about 2 months old. My mum got him for me as a 13th birthday present. I loved him instantly. It didn't take me long to tame him and since then he has just been a fluffy bundle of joy (He always had such a 'fluffy head' it became his nickname from me. He was such a character. He helped me through a lot of difficult times and listened to all my problems which made me feel better. He was my best friend and soooo gorgeous. Sometimes he would act as a grumpy man and peck me if he was tired. He would get over excited and scream, run up and down his perch dancing and bobbing his head. He was so loud and could sing for the whole of England I firmly believe that! He made such beautiful sounds and towards the end he decided he wanted to learn some English 'pretty boy' and an old character called 'drutt'.
He was a great laugh
The last week prior to his passing he was really struggling. I was there for him as much as possible, holding him and offering food and water as he could no longer do this by himself. On Tuesday I came home from work and found him stuck in the corner of his cage, as he had wedged himself under a toy. It broke my heart thinking how long could he have been there like that. It made me feel better when I saw the other budgie in his cage being as close to him as possible, looking at him dead opposite.
I held him for hours, giving him kisses every now and then. I would offer him food, he managed to eat a little bit so I was happy. I had him warm curled up in a flannel. I noticed that he wanted to have a stretch, so I put him down on the bed and unwrapped him. He had a little stretch, and gave a final flutter of his beautiful wings. I then picked him up and put him in the palm of my hand, I knew it was time. I comforted him and spoke to him, told him I love you so much my pretty boy. Then I was amazed. He tilted his head and looked up at me, me looking back at him eye to eye. Then he took his last breath and just stopped.
It melted my heart that he looked at me in his last moments, it was as if he said thank you for keeping your promise. He died and stayed in that same position of looking up at me. I couldn't stop crying, how sweet it was. I will never forget that moment of true beauty from a creature so small. I couldn't let go, i held him for so long that when I had to take him off my hand he was molded in the shape he was laid in my hand.
He is now buried with 3 of his favourite toys and a nice big bit of millet which he had already started. I have so many photos of him, I will always love him and remember him for his greatness. Rest in peace baby boy, I love you so much with all my heart.
The promise I made him, was that I would be there for him until the very end.
Oh what a sad thing but how beautifully you spoke of your darling's last moments. you were there for him to the end (as he flew away to Rainbow Bridge) hold your memories close as he will be with you always