As some of you may know i work with a lady in my area, doing behavioral work i have been doing this for quite some time now. Her flock has become like my second flock i truly call them that. her birds when i first came moved away from me and now they all swarm to me and welcome me with an open heart. I truly have become attached to some of these wonderful creatures. I got a pretty sad phone call tonight.
A greater sulphur crested named annie has passed away, she was a great girl ridden by internal health issues which then she began mutalating. The first time i met her i felt so much for her as i do with all mutalatiors and pluckers i meet it seems. My relation grew with this dear girl once i made a custom collar for her that was lighter and much more comfy then those plastic beasts. I then began grooming her feathers for her as she couldnt reach much of her head and back and so on to be able to do it. My last memory was last weekend i went there to work with her birds and i groomed annies feathers. the first time i groomed her feathers she lunged at me i worked with her and she melted into my febble hands and loved every bit of what she was getting. every time she now asks for this to be done. I couldnt have asked to be more blessed with the chance to meet her and spend the time i did with her. I will miss annie greatly and i just wanted to offer this poor girl some respect, i am truly distraught. She was not truly my own, but she was in the ways all of this womans birds have begun. tonight i realized her flock is truly my 2nd flock and there is no wrong in saying i love them as much as my own.
fly high annie! i will miss you greatly and so will your mother.
kind regards, justin
A greater sulphur crested named annie has passed away, she was a great girl ridden by internal health issues which then she began mutalating. The first time i met her i felt so much for her as i do with all mutalatiors and pluckers i meet it seems. My relation grew with this dear girl once i made a custom collar for her that was lighter and much more comfy then those plastic beasts. I then began grooming her feathers for her as she couldnt reach much of her head and back and so on to be able to do it. My last memory was last weekend i went there to work with her birds and i groomed annies feathers. the first time i groomed her feathers she lunged at me i worked with her and she melted into my febble hands and loved every bit of what she was getting. every time she now asks for this to be done. I couldnt have asked to be more blessed with the chance to meet her and spend the time i did with her. I will miss annie greatly and i just wanted to offer this poor girl some respect, i am truly distraught. She was not truly my own, but she was in the ways all of this womans birds have begun. tonight i realized her flock is truly my 2nd flock and there is no wrong in saying i love them as much as my own.
fly high annie! i will miss you greatly and so will your mother.
kind regards, justin