Post by clt80 on Nov 28, 2019 16:29:29 GMT
Darling Cecile has gone to Rainbow Bridge, she went yesterday morning.
I rehomed Cecile on 28 June 2014 from the RSPCA. She came with Lillian, they had been found separately and although they were friendly enough towards each other once they lived with me they never really bothered with each other. I have a photo album with a picture of all the budgies in I've ever had in; Cecile is near the front of that album, she was the 8th in what turned out to be a long line of budgies that would come to reside with me. So she was very dear to me and I got to know her little ways very well.
Cecile was tame, she liked standing on a finger, and she was also very, very cute. In my experience it doesn't matter how tame a budgie is, once they go in an aviary they don't want to know you. But not Cecile, she would always step up, I wouldn't need to speak I'd just stick my finger out and she'd fly onto it. She was personality was special in it's own unique way. Her beautiful bright green body, and little yellow head, She was in fact quite a small bird in comparison to others. Little Cecile.
In the early days Cecile teamed up with Francine and they both got up to mischief, the terrible twosome I use to call them. Then Francine found love and Cecile was a bit lost. She became Ralph's 'other woman' and went about her daily business happily being fed from time to time by Ralph when Agatha's back was turned. Sneaky I use to think, then I'd laugh thinking about how she still had a mischievous streak. When tubs of food went out, all the budgies would perch around the bowl and bend down to eat, not Cecile, she would sit herself in the middle of the tub to eat
Cecile got on with everyone, there was never a falling out, a squabble, nothing. Ever. She was loved by all. Cecile developed a lump between her legs. She coped well, and I decided surgery was not an option from past experience another budgie with the same condition - I did not want the same suffering and final outcome post surgery for Cecile. I think I made the right choice, as Cecile got over another year to live.
A young chap, same colours and mutations as Cecile joined the aviary 18 months ago, His name was Quentin and he became besotted with Cecile. There is nothing better than seeing two budgies in love, not only did they bring happiness to each other, they also brought it to me. To watch them was a joy. Quentin looked after Cecile, calling her in of an evening to tell her he'd got their spot on the perch they liked, preening her, feeding her and just singing to her so beautifully before they went to sleep.
I was so pleased they found this love, as I knew Cecile's days were numbered, I just didn't know how long. She exceeded my expectations and she really coped so well with flying and getting about with what must of been a heavy lump to carry about.
The last couple of nights she stayed outside when i went to lock up, rather than already being inside with the others. I had to bring her in on my finger, she jumped on happily but she would usually take herself in when the sunset along with the others. This in hindsight was strange, I wonder if she knew.....I will never know. Yesterday was the day she crossed. I found her around 9am, by 9.15am she was gone. It was a day I was not at work. Even in death she tried to be quick. I have no feathers in my album with her photo, this means she was never ill so never came inside. When they drop feathers and are inside I put them in the album, so this means she had never been ill in all the time she had been with me.
Cecile I am so sorry you experienced a difficult passing but I am glad it was not prolonged throughout the day for you, I only hope you had not been on the bottom of the aviary for long before I found you. I can't bear the thought of you in pain throughout the night and me not being there to help somehow. Forgive me. We all love you and miss you, in particular Quentin and I. Enjoy rainbow bridge, until we meet again xxx
I rehomed Cecile on 28 June 2014 from the RSPCA. She came with Lillian, they had been found separately and although they were friendly enough towards each other once they lived with me they never really bothered with each other. I have a photo album with a picture of all the budgies in I've ever had in; Cecile is near the front of that album, she was the 8th in what turned out to be a long line of budgies that would come to reside with me. So she was very dear to me and I got to know her little ways very well.
Cecile was tame, she liked standing on a finger, and she was also very, very cute. In my experience it doesn't matter how tame a budgie is, once they go in an aviary they don't want to know you. But not Cecile, she would always step up, I wouldn't need to speak I'd just stick my finger out and she'd fly onto it. She was personality was special in it's own unique way. Her beautiful bright green body, and little yellow head, She was in fact quite a small bird in comparison to others. Little Cecile.
In the early days Cecile teamed up with Francine and they both got up to mischief, the terrible twosome I use to call them. Then Francine found love and Cecile was a bit lost. She became Ralph's 'other woman' and went about her daily business happily being fed from time to time by Ralph when Agatha's back was turned. Sneaky I use to think, then I'd laugh thinking about how she still had a mischievous streak. When tubs of food went out, all the budgies would perch around the bowl and bend down to eat, not Cecile, she would sit herself in the middle of the tub to eat
Cecile got on with everyone, there was never a falling out, a squabble, nothing. Ever. She was loved by all. Cecile developed a lump between her legs. She coped well, and I decided surgery was not an option from past experience another budgie with the same condition - I did not want the same suffering and final outcome post surgery for Cecile. I think I made the right choice, as Cecile got over another year to live.
A young chap, same colours and mutations as Cecile joined the aviary 18 months ago, His name was Quentin and he became besotted with Cecile. There is nothing better than seeing two budgies in love, not only did they bring happiness to each other, they also brought it to me. To watch them was a joy. Quentin looked after Cecile, calling her in of an evening to tell her he'd got their spot on the perch they liked, preening her, feeding her and just singing to her so beautifully before they went to sleep.
I was so pleased they found this love, as I knew Cecile's days were numbered, I just didn't know how long. She exceeded my expectations and she really coped so well with flying and getting about with what must of been a heavy lump to carry about.
The last couple of nights she stayed outside when i went to lock up, rather than already being inside with the others. I had to bring her in on my finger, she jumped on happily but she would usually take herself in when the sunset along with the others. This in hindsight was strange, I wonder if she knew.....I will never know. Yesterday was the day she crossed. I found her around 9am, by 9.15am she was gone. It was a day I was not at work. Even in death she tried to be quick. I have no feathers in my album with her photo, this means she was never ill so never came inside. When they drop feathers and are inside I put them in the album, so this means she had never been ill in all the time she had been with me.
Cecile I am so sorry you experienced a difficult passing but I am glad it was not prolonged throughout the day for you, I only hope you had not been on the bottom of the aviary for long before I found you. I can't bear the thought of you in pain throughout the night and me not being there to help somehow. Forgive me. We all love you and miss you, in particular Quentin and I. Enjoy rainbow bridge, until we meet again xxx
Wonderful tribute for a beautiful feathered friend.
