For the few years you taught me a lot about budgies. I loved and am so sorry to see you leave us. Fly high little one. You leave a big hole in our flock, you didn't even get to meet Mildred properly. I will miss you. You fly high now and enjoy meeting all those others at rainbow bridge.
I feel he never got over his tumble from a swing one night. It was quite some time ago now, but that is about the time he lost his flying skills. He seemed to live a happy life within his restrictions. He was fine this morning but by lunchtime I saw him flat out in the middle of the seed dish. I picked him out and nursed him in my hands. That's something I could never do before. I sat with him for hours before his actual demise. I was surprised that Whiskers didn't come and join us. Usually whenever I had Joey on my finger whiskers wasn't far behind. Not this time though. Whether Whiskers will miss him or not I have no idea. I think hje is too busy flirting with the maidens.
Thank you everyone, Joey would have been proud to have read your messages. For the first time I actually weighed Joey Yesterday after he had died and he weighed 35grams. I don't think that was overweight was it?