My husband gave him small breaths as we went to the vet but it was all in vain. We waited for the call as to why he passed anxiously because of the rest of the flock.
I was shocked and even somewhat argumentative when he told me he lived a good life and passed from age. Age? He's only 3! He laughed through his sentence 'Buddy hasnt seen age 3 in over 10 yrs. He was a very old bird that had a very poor diet'.
I adopted him from a seed only household so yes, he was right there.
I didnt feel right about having them 'dispose' of him so I went back and got him (I know, Im mental... established) and we had a funeral and now he has a memorial. I'll post pics of 'his site' if you'd like to see it. The kids did it. The whole thing. Painted his shoe box so pretty. Went around the 'hood' and got different flowers.
It was an awful thing but the kids turned it into something not so bad, a learning experience. This is the first time they have dealth with death of a pet or person. Very healthy experience, just awful circumstances.
Anyway:
Buddy,
You were a stunning bird. You didnt cause me a bit of problems and I enjoyed you from day one. I will never forget you and even though I hurt now, I am very lucky to have loved you and lost you than to never have loved you at all.
God bless you sweet angel... and you were. May you have all the flight, freedom, nuts and berrys your heart desires over at rainbow bridge. Until we meet again my sweet Buddy, I love you and promise never to put you out of my mind.
When God calls me home... you be there to met me! Rest now, in peace and happiness.
Buddy was a fave of mine.
