Post by clt80 on Feb 10, 2018 8:48:40 GMT
It's one year to the day since Betty passed. I just wanted to acknowledge her.
This time last year was a terrible time; I was about to write of her last days, but I think I'd rather remember her for all the good times and not the last week of her life where a respiratory issue took her away from me.
Betty was 'the original'. She was the first budgie I ever did have. It was 2013 and I had seen my vets post on Facebook about a budgie for sale who needed a home and had been given to them. There was a picture accompanying the post.. and that was it, this blue budgie in a tall black cage had grasped my heart and wasn't letting go.
I collected her that evening after work and brought her home. She was called Peter, but after some research I discovered she was female and renamed her Betty after a lovely tearoom in Harrogate.
Betty was clever, she learned to trust me quickly and loved to sit in my hands eating seed and scratting the seed out of my hands with her feet. Although it made a mess it did make me laugh. She was a real character.
I had a niggle that Betty needed a friend. Shortly after I got Bertie from the RSPCA. The was before I knew about quarantine, and Bertie sat beside her in his own cage for a couple of weeks until they were accustomed with each other. My, did Betty go berserk. She would climb over towards Bertie, clawing and squarking, anything to get to him. I think it'd been a long time since Betty had seen one of her own kind. They ended up in the big cage together; Betty being the boss, Bertie being totally submissive. He wanted to love Betty but she didn't want to be. She just wanted to be the boss and that made her happy.
OH then sourced a second hand aviary from the internet and once built Betty and Bertie went in there. Betty loved it, I can vividly remember her running around branches and flying as she did. She was a big budgie but strong. Her feathers a beautiful, rich blue. She was always, always pristine.
As the years went by more residents came to live with her. She was the reason for it all....she was the start.
Thank you Betty. You have left a legacy that lives on. I remember when I came to pick you up as if it was yesterday; it is very clear in my mind.
My only regret is that I wonder if I should have made the call earlier to end your suffering. I so desperately wanted you to get better, I couldn't bear losing you. But it happened. We got the call late in the night that you'd passed. I wasn't there. I don't know if anyone was there with you, and this saddens me greatly. I will always be sorry for that. You were very brave.
Until we meet again fly high Betty my love, xxxxx
This time last year was a terrible time; I was about to write of her last days, but I think I'd rather remember her for all the good times and not the last week of her life where a respiratory issue took her away from me.
Betty was 'the original'. She was the first budgie I ever did have. It was 2013 and I had seen my vets post on Facebook about a budgie for sale who needed a home and had been given to them. There was a picture accompanying the post.. and that was it, this blue budgie in a tall black cage had grasped my heart and wasn't letting go.
I collected her that evening after work and brought her home. She was called Peter, but after some research I discovered she was female and renamed her Betty after a lovely tearoom in Harrogate.
Betty was clever, she learned to trust me quickly and loved to sit in my hands eating seed and scratting the seed out of my hands with her feet. Although it made a mess it did make me laugh. She was a real character.
I had a niggle that Betty needed a friend. Shortly after I got Bertie from the RSPCA. The was before I knew about quarantine, and Bertie sat beside her in his own cage for a couple of weeks until they were accustomed with each other. My, did Betty go berserk. She would climb over towards Bertie, clawing and squarking, anything to get to him. I think it'd been a long time since Betty had seen one of her own kind. They ended up in the big cage together; Betty being the boss, Bertie being totally submissive. He wanted to love Betty but she didn't want to be. She just wanted to be the boss and that made her happy.
OH then sourced a second hand aviary from the internet and once built Betty and Bertie went in there. Betty loved it, I can vividly remember her running around branches and flying as she did. She was a big budgie but strong. Her feathers a beautiful, rich blue. She was always, always pristine.
As the years went by more residents came to live with her. She was the reason for it all....she was the start.
Thank you Betty. You have left a legacy that lives on. I remember when I came to pick you up as if it was yesterday; it is very clear in my mind.
My only regret is that I wonder if I should have made the call earlier to end your suffering. I so desperately wanted you to get better, I couldn't bear losing you. But it happened. We got the call late in the night that you'd passed. I wasn't there. I don't know if anyone was there with you, and this saddens me greatly. I will always be sorry for that. You were very brave.
Until we meet again fly high Betty my love, xxxxx
