I lost one of my best friends today.
No he's not human he's my lovebird of
well over 15 years. It's one thing to lose friends or family. But
when you lose a pet that you see as human, it hurts just as much. One
year ago i lost a cockatiel. He was such a character he didn't want
to be bothered. He was a loner. But was funny as hell get him
around a mirror and that's it no one could touch him. But peewee just
held his guns always chasing to play around.
Doc would get mad and hiss at him but,
peewee didn't care he would just want to play nothing but play play
play. Doc finally passed on. But always wanted love before he passed
on.I had a hard time dealing with that because he was my buddy my
best non human friend.
So then when doc passed peewee was left
alone. About 2 years before his little wifey died. So, it's been about
a years since doc died. Peewee was doing good every afternoon when my
mother and i would eat he refused to not be uninvited always calling
when food was being cooked. His favorite food were potato's,
spaghetti, bread especially if it had seeds in it.
He refused to eat from the table. He
had to eat from a plate."NO QUESTIONS ASKED".When he ate he
ate like some other bird was going to steal from him. But he loved
his taters:).Sadly he suffered from a mild stroke which happened
about a few months ago.
He became incapable of flying. Speak
about a bird who flew like an eagle around the house from the moment
you open the door to his cage get petted for 2 seconds and get
irritated then off he would go. Though he would do things he knew he
shouldn't have he would always go to this piece of furniture that
angered my mother.
Til I get mad at him. I would say,
"HOUSE!!! BACK TO THE HOUSE!"
With no hesitation he would fly back to his cage and slide down waiting for the door to open. But it
wasn't the same once he had his little stroke it was painful to see a
bird that lived 17 years just go the way he did and I know it
bothered him he couldn't fly. Today my mother found him on the bottom
of his cage. In the corner. I was in the restroom and I rushed out my
mother in tears because she lost her little son as she would call
him. But he was still alive and just died at 3:30 pm this afternoon.
My little buddy is gone:(
He's on his way to The rainbow bridge.
Rip little buddy. Anyways I'm sorry I had to share this. But I know
people lose pets all the time and have stories aswell. It's up to you
if you'd like to share. But if not that's cool. I just might not be
on for a while. Thanks ladies and gents for making my time on here
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