This morning I lost someone very dear to me. My baby girl, Sprite, has gone home to be with Jesus (and Sonny, the parakeet I lost over three years ago).
A few weeks back she got sick-- I was pretty sure it was something like a cold, so I separated her from Skylar and put her in a warm room until she got better. She seemed completely fine for a while, then this morning I noticed her hanging onto the side of her favorite flower perch/mirror, and when I put in my hand in the cage she didn't move. I took her out of the cage (after having to pry one foot off the perch) and offered her some food and water, but she didn't want anything to do with it.
Eventually I moved her into the bathroom, where it was warm and quiet. She just lay there the entire time, not even trying to move around, and with her eyes mostly closed and feathers ruffled. She still didn't even touch the water and food. For almost an hour I checked on her off and on, stroking her gently and making sure she was still alive. We kept trying to call the vet, but there was no answer.
Finally, one time while I was with her I noticed her sort of opening and closing her mouth-- not like she was gasping for breath, I'm not sure what she was doing exactly. Just a few seconds later she closed her eyes, and I couldn't get her to open them again.
I am extremely upset right now. I only had her for four months. Her death was a shock, it came out of nowhere. My only consolations are that 1, whatever pain she was suffering is over now, and 2, my Skylar, who I've had for about four and a half years, is still healthy, and more ornery than ever.
Still, I am going to miss my little Sprite terribly. Rest in peace, sweetie.