My dearly beloved Magic passed away last night. When I saw him yesterday morning he was a little fluffed up, but it was only 5am when I left for work so I thought he was tired or a little bit cold. I turned down the air a little and covered three sides of his cage with his cover and left one side open so he would still have some light.
When I got home from work, he was sitting in the corner with his eyes partway shut, but he had food that he'd been nibbling in his bowl even though he'd been eating less, and since he'd just started playing with his rope toy the day before, I assumed he was just sleepy since two days ago he had been active and doesn't usually play with toys.
Then I checked on him about an hour later and he was still sitting there. That made me extremely concerned, so I reached in to take him out. When I did, he didn't even try to walk away as he usually would and simply allowed me to hold him. I took him out and looked at him, pet him. He seemed lethargic which really worried me.
I went downstairs to get some seed instead of his pellet food and he fell over in his cage and hurt himself. I think he'd either known to go down from his perch when he felt ill or possibly even fell off while I was at work and I didn't realize it.
I love Magic so much and it hurts beyond belief that he is gone. I keep blaming myself, feeling guilty. I know it's wrong, but I keep thinking I should have called off work when I saw him fluffed up that morning, but then I think back on other mornings or days he was fluffed a little and then totally normal later.
I keep thinking what if I hadn't worked so much the past few days, or if I had only just put him someplace he couldn't have fallen over, even though I know he could've tipped no matter where he was.
It's so heartbreaking. I can hardly sleep or eat and I've been crying ever since. I love Magic, I would do anything to have him back, and it hurts so much to be without him. I can't believe I won't hear him sing to me again or watch him crunch his favorite millet anymore.
I've only had him a short time. It was the end of July when I adopted him from Petco, the brightest blue/turquoise budgie I have ever seen, and back then he had a scruffy half-length tail striped black and white. I knew you aren't supposed to adopt a bird with any short or missing feathers, but I am so glad that I had him in my life and got to be his friend.
I am so honored that he went from being an independent little birdie to eventually letting me hold him and even perching on my finger. He was a very spoiled budgie, with so many toys and nice things that I had to rotate which would be in his cage at any given time and I was always buying little things for him, bird CDs and perches.
Magic, I love you little buddy. You were the best bird that I could have ever hoped for, and I will always be thinking of you.
Thank you so much everyone. I am still so sad, and certain things overwhelm me because they remind me so much of my sweet boy. I love him dearly and can't stop thinking so many things, memories and stuff that I had always wanted to do with him.