Oh that's so sad. I, too, was moved to tears by your story. What a wonderful thing you did, to take those unappreciated little birdies, and by your love and patience, transform them into the sweet, loving budgies you cherished unto the end.
I know your heart is breaking, and I so feel for your great losses, so close together.
May they fly free now, at peace, and whole again. I pray you may find comfort in remembering what your love did for them, and how they flourished in your care
Unending Thanks, Ms FaeryBee, for the Absolute Perfect Picture!
Four weeks ago, on May 21, I took my little yellow girl Castiel and blue-boy Asher to the vet. They'd been fluffy, lethargic and vomiting for a couple days. Little Asher had the worst of it, so the vet did a crop wash and took some blood. Poor baby was really stressed by the procedures and new people, and unfortunately stopped breathing and couldn't be resuscitated. It was so sudden and so devastating, I did nothing but stay in bed and cry with Cas next to me all that day and half of the next.
The necropsy didn't show anything-- no parasites, infections, nothing to explain Ash's sudden death. For two weeks, Cas seemed to be grieving but otherwise healthy. Last week, she started to get quiet ..TOO quiet.. I slept in the same room as her, and one night I heard her vomiting and spraying food/seeds around the cage. Back to the vet we went. Nothing was really conclusive one way or the other, I suspected trichomonas or AGY at that point, but there was no evidence. We got an antibiotic on THursday for what the vet did see, and I was cautiously optimistic by Sunday-- she was eating, singing a little, beating up her toys..almost back to normal.
This morning, though.. I heard her vomiting around 4 am, turned on the light and she just looked SO sick and so listless, I got really worried. I tossed and turned, got up a few hours later and moved her cage back into my computer room where we spend a few hours each day. About 10 AM, I saw her hunched over her favourite perch, almost horizontal, and I got a sick, sad feeling..Like I just knew she didn't have much time left. So I took her into my room where we laid down, I put her on my chest and talked to her, cried, petted her head the way she loved, and just told her how much I loved her. For the next 2 hours I felt her get progressively weaker and weaker, and when she couldn't grasp my fingers any more with her feet I knew it was close. I cuddled with her, kissed her head, told her about all the good times we had together.. At 12:15, four weeks and almost to the minute of the time Asher died, she stopped breathing in my hand and I felt her heart stop. I kept loving on her for a few minutes after, just crying and talking to her. After she passed, I wrapped her in her towel and buried her under the tree in my backyard. I want to plant a little yellow flower over it, the same colour as her pretty face.
These two were my first birds. I rescued them from a home where they just weren't cared for, they were terrified of people and hands and completely wild. In just short of three years, they went from terrified to absolutely tame.. loved head scratches, would eat in my hands and fly to my shoulders when I called them. Asher had started to talk a little when he died, and sweet Cas had changed from a frequent biter to the most loving little girl you could imagine. It's just not fair. I did everything I could to take good care of my budgies and it just wasn't enough. It was too soon, they were only about 6-7 years old. Too soon, too sudden. I'm wrecked. I take a little comfort in knowing that I could be there for her the way I couldn't be there for Asher, that she knew I loved her and she was safe and warm to the very end, but it still hurts so much. Losing these two tiny little birds has ripped out a huge piece of me.
You loved those little darlings and will see them again on Rainbow Bridge. They know how much you loved them; look how they came on after they came to you following a sad start, karma to you for all your loving care