It all seems unfair. My blue budgie was just a baby. I'd had him only a little over a month. He had just started his juvenile molt. I was always so careful with him. And then I made a blunder.
I live alone. Which is why Skye and I were each other's companions. When I was at work, he was chatting with the other birds outside. He sat right next to the balcony . Every day we'd wake up together and then he'd do a cute little stretch, eat and start greeting the day. He brightened my whole existence. I'd get ready soon enough to have at least half an hour to let him out and play with him before leaving for work. He had his toys, a mirror and his friends. He was a very chirpy and happy bird.
Last Tuesday I woke up late and decided to clean his cage when I'd return from work. Wish I hadn't done it. I didn't even have time to play with my baby boy- my Skye. The padding on the floor of his cage was too thin. He could easily get under that one layer of newspaper. He did. Caught his leg in there and broke it. All this while I was at work. When I returned, I saw a couple of feathers and was about to comment on my baby boy molting when I realised that he hadn't even greeted me with his chirp and stretch like he usually did. And then I saw blood. I know what it means for a budgie to bleed. That small bird had already drenched a wing. I rushed him to the vet without wasting another second. He was given some painkillers and antibiotic. The doc said, if Skye could survive the night, he'd make it for an amputation surgery the following day.
With immense help from my sister, Skye made it! He survived the night! I could see him and his pain. But I'd been assured that the pain wouldn't stay after the operation. He was operated on. That day he barely ate anything. That night he just slept. The next day, he started drinking water and eating like he was starving and really thirsty. He even pooped a little . The vet called him for a check up. I was sceptical. I doubted the trip to and fro would be too much for him since he had just started recovering. The vet insisted ( I am sure with the best intentions).
I regret that trip as much as I regret not taking out time Tuesday morning. His wound was dressed. But the doctor told me later that it left a burning sensation. My little fighter could take that no more. Within a hour of the visit, he had a fit of sorts and as soon as I picked him up, he went still. He breathed his last on my palm.
The pain is too much. My budgie gave me kisses ,sat on my shoulder , sang and spoke with me. We loved our weekends together. And now I feel lost. Even though I buried him yesterday, I can't help but feel like he's right here with his mumma. I miss him terribly. I love him dearly. He changed me as a person. And all I do is hug his toys and cry all day.
But, he was so full of life and so happy, that in his honour, I want to do just the same. I can't give away his cage nor let anyone else in it. Ever. But I want to help his brothers and sisters who are out there in the pet shops. I want to give them a great time. The time I spent with Skye was too less but our memories together make it seem like we spent ages with each other! I'm lost, guilty and in pain. I've tried meditating but losing him is unbearable.
I'll soon adopt two budgies. Give them warmth,care and love. I'll always miss and love Skye.
Just wanted to share this in hopes it'll reduce my pain. I'll go visit him in the park where he's buried today. I'll also do it on my way to and fro work everyday. How crazy do I sound? Lol.
Please accept my condolences.
Skye enjoyed his time with you. I know its hard, but keep those memories close. Write a journal, starting right from you got Skye, the moments you two shared, Skye's story. It will be very painful, I have gone through this, but I don't ever want to forget the time I shared with Champ and Charlie. You will cry, you will laugh, but you will be grateful.
Thank you for your wishes everybody. I believe Skye is watching over me.. I can never get over him. Losing Skye was the toughest thing i have ever gone through. However, as my promise to him, I have just adopted two hen budgies. I promise to take great care of Skye's sisters. I miss him terribly. And this is how I'll show him how much I love him always- by spreading more love out there...
Also, I've started a journal. Thank you for the suggestion.
Rest In Peace Skye! Your momma took amazing care of you, and your legacy will live on forever.
Congrats on your two hens, I have no doubt that they'll be as spoiled as Skye was. You should start a mini rescue with Skye's name in it! Take in a few unwanted budgies and give them the opportunities Skye had. Skye's Sanctuary