On Thursday night I lost my dearest little friend, my feathered baby, Nela 😪 She has been with me for 12 wonderful years and only now can I post this tribute to her as the tears just haven’t stopped. Just amazing how such a tiny little birdie brought me so many years of joy and love and how her loss has left such unimaginable sadness, heartbreak and such a huge hole in my life and heart.
Oh how I loved her! She was just the most precious girl! She had such character and personality, sassy with attitude but also so tender and loving. She made me laugh everyday with her quirky little ways. If ever I cried, she’d hop onto my head, grab a piece of hair with her feet and swing down to peek at my eyes and where the tears were coming from, then she’d gently nibble on my eyelashes and look backwards and forwards into both eyes. Seeing her beak and beady little eyes like that always tickled me and soon made me smile again. She was a nosy little thing, always following me by hoping on my shoulder to check out what I was doing or looking at and following me around the home. If I looked out the window then so did she. If I brushed my hair then she was on the brush, if I tried to apply mascara then she’d try to sit on the wand and if I used the phone, she’d peck at the buttons. Forever trying to eat my food and always eating my plants and flowers. She was a curious delight! She would scamp about investigating everything and would often just come for a snuggle and lots of kisses.
I thought I nearly lost her years ago in a house fire. The fireman pulled her out and I couldn’t believe she was still on the perch, I was sure she wouldn’t make it from the smoke inhalation. That was one of the most harrowing nights of my life watching her struggle to breath, covered in mucus and looking terribly poorly. It was Christmas Eve and I took her to the vet to try and save her. She spent a couple of days in an oxygen tank and made a miraculous recovery. Since then she’s been such a healthy and active girl. Only recently did I take her back to the vet due to a feather cyst after a bad moult. Then a week ago I noticed she wasn’t flying so much and seemed a little off. Then I noticed her regurgitating food and knew I needed to get her help. She was diagnosed with a crop infection and put on a course of antibiotics by the vet. Unfortunately she deteriorated and lost a lot of weight. I tried everything I could think of including hand feeding and giving water via syringe to try and keep her strength up. But returning from work on Thursday she seemed laboured in her breathing, was squeaky and regurgitated more food than I had ever seen before. I just burst into tears and took her immediately to the animal hospital where I had to make the heartbreaking decision to put her to sleep 😪
I cried so much I couldn’t say goodbye, though my darling girl made one last dash from the box at the vets. She flew around the room and came to sit on my shoulder. It truly broke my heart as I felt she had come to say goodbye in that very last moment.
I have felt crushed by her loss. I miss her so, so much and she leaves behind her little friend Ernie. He too is lost without her and keeps looking for and calling out for her. I feel so sorry for him, poor love. I’ve had a few budgies come and go over the years, and as much as I loved them all, she was always the favourite and stole my heart.
RIP my beautiful girl, you’re forever in my heart and I will love you always and cherish my memories of you. You were so very special and dear to me. Today I buried you in a beautiful, sunny spot in the garden. It’s next to where I sit in the summer. There’s a tiny birdcage filled with flowers, a picture of us and a heart shaped headstone inscribed with your name. Fly high my darling angel! 🕊
Thanks you all for such kind words. It has meant a lot to share her story with you all and has helped me in my grieving for her loss. When a pet brings such sadness and grief at their passing then you know you truly loved them with all your heart and hope they felt that love. I always nicknamed her my angel birdie and now I feel she is fulfilling that name.
I know I was as good a Mum as possible to my beautiful little feathered baby. I tried to give her a full and happy life. She always had free reign to fly around the home. I never shut her in her cage as she was a good girl and never got into any mischief. She had her favourite places to perch and spend her days with her friends. In my heart I feel she was always happy and enjoyed her life to the fullest which brings me joy now when I think of her. I did my very best by her.
Many thanks again and happy Mother’s Day to all feathered baby mummies today xxx