Post by kujen on Mar 5, 2024 15:28:47 GMT
My beautiful boy Buddy died in my hands last weekend. I was so bonded to him that I would say it’s one of the hardest pet losses in my life. He was 12, or nearly so - he was just starting to lose his baby bars when I got him in June 2012, so not sure how many months old he would have been. Can anyone tell me? But he has been my constant companion for these nearly 12 years. My little baby.
Ever since he turned about 7-8 years old he has had frequent illnesses, but he always pulled through with treatment. He’d been to the vets many, many times. My strong little guy. He’d been through multiple GI infections, presumed fatty liver with beak overgrowth (I had to trim it twice a month), had a lipoma on his chest, avian gastric yeast infections, a foot injury, and finally gout. He lived with the gout for nearly a year. But I knew that it’s a result of kidney disease and that he was on borrowed time. They even told me last year to treat him as a hospice patient. He was on so many medications this past year, several meds twice a day. He’d gotten so used to it that I no longer had to catch him to administer it - though he still spit it out.
Miraculously his gouty tophi shrunk and disappeared when I first started treatment. Even the vets were surprised! But then it started coming back over the months, and this January it started appearing in his “good foot” too. It was progressing so rapidly with so many new tophi that I knew he wouldn’t be here much longer.
Around 1:30 AM February 25 he fell from his perch, and I held him in my hands as he passed away. I buried him in the flower bed with his favorite bell, and planted some yellow and green flowers above him to remember him by.
Buddy was a very sweet and gentle budgie. He used to be afraid of everything, but he eventually warmed up to me. He loved music and the jingles they have on TV commercials, especially insurance commercials! His favorite band was The Beatles, and his favorite song was I’ve Just Seen A Face. His favorite thing in the world was millet (of course).
Fly high my little Buddy boy. I will always love you. ❤
Ever since he turned about 7-8 years old he has had frequent illnesses, but he always pulled through with treatment. He’d been to the vets many, many times. My strong little guy. He’d been through multiple GI infections, presumed fatty liver with beak overgrowth (I had to trim it twice a month), had a lipoma on his chest, avian gastric yeast infections, a foot injury, and finally gout. He lived with the gout for nearly a year. But I knew that it’s a result of kidney disease and that he was on borrowed time. They even told me last year to treat him as a hospice patient. He was on so many medications this past year, several meds twice a day. He’d gotten so used to it that I no longer had to catch him to administer it - though he still spit it out.
Miraculously his gouty tophi shrunk and disappeared when I first started treatment. Even the vets were surprised! But then it started coming back over the months, and this January it started appearing in his “good foot” too. It was progressing so rapidly with so many new tophi that I knew he wouldn’t be here much longer.
Around 1:30 AM February 25 he fell from his perch, and I held him in my hands as he passed away. I buried him in the flower bed with his favorite bell, and planted some yellow and green flowers above him to remember him by.
Buddy was a very sweet and gentle budgie. He used to be afraid of everything, but he eventually warmed up to me. He loved music and the jingles they have on TV commercials, especially insurance commercials! His favorite band was The Beatles, and his favorite song was I’ve Just Seen A Face. His favorite thing in the world was millet (of course).
Fly high my little Buddy boy. I will always love you. ❤
