A Death In Our Little Family
A very unfortunate situation and a resulting very unfortunate accident took the life of one of my beloved parakeets yesterday.
Looney Tooney Petunia was with us for almost 2 years, in fact, her 2nd birthday would have been towards the end of next month (May).
Tooney was more or less a “special needs” kid. She didn’t interact well with other birds, as she was always playing too hard, biting hard, and although I hesitate to say a little aggressive, she was a quite stubborn and usually stubborn at the wrong thing, and a bit destructive. She came to us that way as a baby, quite frustrated, a little super energetic and rough.
She spent time in the same cage on and off with her buddies, Violet and Peppy. There came a time when she had to be separated from them because of her nature. So I put her in a little home of her own, full of toys, and things to gnaw on and chew on, which she went for and I think enjoyed for a while, and then abandoned and bit the metal bars of the cage. This went on and off for a good while, and then I place her back with her friends hoping she would “listen” to them, as they would always try to tell her to play with her toys, not the cage bars and the metal bits she was actually able to bite off. She was happy to be back with her friends and even tried hard to integrate with them and “play nice”, although not always successful, better than before.
Tooney was a beautiful bird who loved to sing merrily, “purred” often and in tandem with her buddies and myself, and who was loving and adorable when in her positive mood swings. I loved her so very much and worked with her as much as I could to help her learn to play nicer and be nice, bite less and have more fun. I loved her for her, the positive and negative alike.
A little body might be gone and in my garden now, but there is a huge hole of emptiness here among us, and an empty perch, an empty song, and a huge hole in my heart.
Tooney, we all love you very much and miss you even though we know we’ll see you again some day when we cross the Rainbow Bridge, that time won’t come soon enough.
Love forever,
Your Broken Hearted Mommy, Moosie, Baby, Violet, Peppy, Lizzie, Sunrise, Sunset, and Hoover
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