Post by clt80 on Mar 30, 2020 18:52:16 GMT
My darling Agatha was put to sleep today - I hope she is flying high over Rainbow Bridge with the others who have passed before her.
I got Agatha, with some of her siblings in Spring 2014; her hatch day was approx. 14 February 2014, so she was just over 6 years old.
She paired up with Ralph, her brother must to my dismay at first, even though I didn't want any of them to breed so really it shouldn't have mattered. Time stood the test for these two, they never parted in all them years. A honest testament to true love.
Agatha was gorgeous, and very smart. She was the smartest budgie I have ever come across. Devious, cheeky and amazing all at the same time. Agatha could work out how to get out of cages, how to unclip clips, how to remove pegs; you name it she could get out of it. I will never forget the one time she managed to get in the buffer zone in the aviary - god knows how she managed to get out but she did and from them on all clips, buttons, anything that would give her an entry had to be taped, and taped good.
Agatha did have a baby. She kept sitting in a particular pot and wouldn't let me near. In my naivety I left her be, she wasn't causing trouble and she seemed well enough. It was only when I heard a squeal one day from the pot I looked and there was a new born chick in there. She even managed to outsmart me on that one. The chick sadly died within days and she never tried to lay an egg again after that.
Many a scuffle involved Agatha, I believe she was top of the pecking order for a long time in the flock. No doubt about it. She would pull this face - hard to explain but it was pure anger. Always made me laugh how she managed to do that.
Last December she got a dreaded squeak. A respiratory infection was confirmed and medication started and subsequently failed. Many different herbal remedies were bought and tried, all to no avail. I believe these may have bought her some more 'time' but nothing cured her. She remained inside in a cage with Ralph at her side. It was a difficult decision to have Ralph with her but I did not want her to die having been alone for months in a cage. It was not what I wanted for her. None of the end stages were what I wanted for her.
Agatha - you fought a brave battle; I love and admire you now as much as I ever did and I am so terribly upset to have lost you. Your love for Ralph, your determination and strength, your sheer cognitive brilliance, along with the love I have for you will always be in my heart.
No more suffering now my darling, rest in peace xxx
I got Agatha, with some of her siblings in Spring 2014; her hatch day was approx. 14 February 2014, so she was just over 6 years old.
She paired up with Ralph, her brother must to my dismay at first, even though I didn't want any of them to breed so really it shouldn't have mattered. Time stood the test for these two, they never parted in all them years. A honest testament to true love.
Agatha was gorgeous, and very smart. She was the smartest budgie I have ever come across. Devious, cheeky and amazing all at the same time. Agatha could work out how to get out of cages, how to unclip clips, how to remove pegs; you name it she could get out of it. I will never forget the one time she managed to get in the buffer zone in the aviary - god knows how she managed to get out but she did and from them on all clips, buttons, anything that would give her an entry had to be taped, and taped good.
Agatha did have a baby. She kept sitting in a particular pot and wouldn't let me near. In my naivety I left her be, she wasn't causing trouble and she seemed well enough. It was only when I heard a squeal one day from the pot I looked and there was a new born chick in there. She even managed to outsmart me on that one. The chick sadly died within days and she never tried to lay an egg again after that.
Many a scuffle involved Agatha, I believe she was top of the pecking order for a long time in the flock. No doubt about it. She would pull this face - hard to explain but it was pure anger. Always made me laugh how she managed to do that.
Last December she got a dreaded squeak. A respiratory infection was confirmed and medication started and subsequently failed. Many different herbal remedies were bought and tried, all to no avail. I believe these may have bought her some more 'time' but nothing cured her. She remained inside in a cage with Ralph at her side. It was a difficult decision to have Ralph with her but I did not want her to die having been alone for months in a cage. It was not what I wanted for her. None of the end stages were what I wanted for her.
Agatha - you fought a brave battle; I love and admire you now as much as I ever did and I am so terribly upset to have lost you. Your love for Ralph, your determination and strength, your sheer cognitive brilliance, along with the love I have for you will always be in my heart.
No more suffering now my darling, rest in peace xxx
, fly high little girl with all your friends.