Post by sibylle on Oct 10, 2011 14:02:36 GMT
I always said that my budgies would have to live to be 50 years old. They were the same age and best friends and lovers, and closer than I'd ever seen two budgies. I looked for a picture of Mirias on his own and couldn't find any, simply because he was never more than 3 inches away from Tia.
Little did I know that at only 4 years old, Mirias would sustain a horrible injury under his wing (to this day I have no idea how it happened) and die of shock after it was cleaned at the vet's. He was not used to being handled, and all the hustle and bustle scared him out of his wits. Add to that the loss of blood and the pain he went through when the would was cleaned, and you have a little budgie heart that just couldn't cope.
My heart was broken, and so was Tia's. I still can't think of him without crying. He was the sweetest, wisest, and most serene budgie ever. The only budgie who had a "Chirp." with full stop at the end. I loved him so much, and I am haunted by the fact that he trusted me when I told him he'd be fine, still closed his eyes at me when he was in so much pain... I can't go on now, I'm going to pieces again.
Btw, all this happened in March. One should think I'd be over it by now... -Tia is, thankfully, she's in love with Titus and reasonably happy in my new aviary. But they are not as close as she was to Mirias, and I know she misses that and often feels a little lonely. I have four birds now, and they are all gorgeous. But I will never, ever forget my Mirias... ever.
He always looked far too blue on pictures, but this one might give at least an idea of his gorgeous deep violet:
Little did I know that at only 4 years old, Mirias would sustain a horrible injury under his wing (to this day I have no idea how it happened) and die of shock after it was cleaned at the vet's. He was not used to being handled, and all the hustle and bustle scared him out of his wits. Add to that the loss of blood and the pain he went through when the would was cleaned, and you have a little budgie heart that just couldn't cope.
My heart was broken, and so was Tia's. I still can't think of him without crying. He was the sweetest, wisest, and most serene budgie ever. The only budgie who had a "Chirp." with full stop at the end. I loved him so much, and I am haunted by the fact that he trusted me when I told him he'd be fine, still closed his eyes at me when he was in so much pain... I can't go on now, I'm going to pieces again.
Btw, all this happened in March. One should think I'd be over it by now... -Tia is, thankfully, she's in love with Titus and reasonably happy in my new aviary. But they are not as close as she was to Mirias, and I know she misses that and often feels a little lonely. I have four birds now, and they are all gorgeous. But I will never, ever forget my Mirias... ever.
He always looked far too blue on pictures, but this one might give at least an idea of his gorgeous deep violet:
RIP he was a very beautifull bird! 
