So I missed my day at the SPCA today. I don’t like missing my doggie and cat time but today I had a very sick cockateil at home. I tried feeding her and then I put her back in to her cage. I took the Beast (my dog Jasmine) out to do her business, came back in to the house and started to clean up before heading out to the SPCA when I saw it. The poor cockateil was on her back with her legs up in the air … poor baby died. I felt so bad because the bird actually belongs to my mom who is in Orlando until May. SIGH!
I called mom to tell her the sad news about her bird and she actually took it well. She then tells me that that particular bird was about 9 years old so she probably just died of old age. I think she was just trying to make me feel better about the bird dying.
It’s pretty damn sad to an animal lover such as myself to have a pet die regardless of how small or big they are. Some may say it was just a bird … maybe, but she was a cute little bird.
I won’t be replacing her since we have three other cockateils in the house … I just felt bad. I did bury the bird near the garden bed … not in the garden bed since I will be working in it soon and sure do not want to dig up birdie bones. Hahaha.
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