Yesterday our bird died. We had him for about eight years, he was nine years old. Loved to sing and mimic other bird sounds. It always sounded like we had more than one bird. Earlier in the week he fell from his perch. I went over and called his name, he peered up as to say, I'm okay. Then Saturday hubby and I went out, daughter was home. We called to tell her we where going to take her out to lunch, be ready when we get home. Arriving home we came into the house, Hubby went out to the solarium to say hi to our bird. I was in the kitchen, when hubby came in and whispered "B" is dead. I don't know what happened. He was singing earlier that morning.
His death has not hit us yet, but I know it will when in the morning hours there is no singing or chirping. I am used to him chiming in as I listen to music while work on my blogs.
I thought I would share with you, how our life together started out. "B" had a type of Bird Cancer when we first got him. A few weeks after bringing him home, I noticed his beak was getting holes in it. Took him to the Vet where I was told he had an internal Cancer like disease. Where the cells of his body attack his organs. There was a Chemo like treatment that they give to cattle with this same Cancer and it is effective. The only thing is that in Birds, the amount to give is a guess and sometimes they make it and sometimes the treatment will kill them. Knowing now about Cancer, I know how the treatments works. Well I opt for the treatments, they were four series of shots. With each one he got sicker, at times we had to hold him up because he was too weak to stand on the bar. The last shot was the worst, we really thought he would not make it. He made it though and his beak repaired its' self.
He lived seven more years after that ordeal. We laid him a rest yesterday in a garden site . Will make a head stone soon.