xterrabill
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hi all
I am bill.
very very sad!!!
we had an Australian red winged parrot for 28+ years.
(our only bird or animal for 25 years)
my wife has had birds before that though.
he was in great health, free to fly around every home he lived in,
strong, intelligent, inquisitive, beautiful ect.
from what I have read, life expectancy was to 20-25 years
and 30 was unheard of.
so we must have been doing something right.
he never went to a vet even once, he was saved by my wife when he was a baby from a Very carless person who almost starved him do death.
yesterday morn his legs wouldn't work right and he was sleepy, got him to vet, xray/bloodwork, got him home, would not get out of carrier (clamshell type), we could see he was in shock and breathing fast and we knew.
at 9 pm I kissed him and he kissed me back.
at 930 he was gone.
I could go on for days telling stories about how he put himself to bed every night, pooped in his baskets in every room, never chewed or bit hard, was quiet 99.9% of the time, and knew hand signals.
we need another best friend, we are empty nesters in our 50s
and the thought of no little buddy in the house is killing us.
bird people......we need to talk.
we need another little guy.
extremely heartbroken here
peace
bill
I am bill.
very very sad!!!
we had an Australian red winged parrot for 28+ years.
(our only bird or animal for 25 years)
my wife has had birds before that though.
he was in great health, free to fly around every home he lived in,
strong, intelligent, inquisitive, beautiful ect.
from what I have read, life expectancy was to 20-25 years
and 30 was unheard of.
so we must have been doing something right.
he never went to a vet even once, he was saved by my wife when he was a baby from a Very carless person who almost starved him do death.
yesterday morn his legs wouldn't work right and he was sleepy, got him to vet, xray/bloodwork, got him home, would not get out of carrier (clamshell type), we could see he was in shock and breathing fast and we knew.
at 9 pm I kissed him and he kissed me back.
at 930 he was gone.
I could go on for days telling stories about how he put himself to bed every night, pooped in his baskets in every room, never chewed or bit hard, was quiet 99.9% of the time, and knew hand signals.
we need another best friend, we are empty nesters in our 50s
and the thought of no little buddy in the house is killing us.
bird people......we need to talk.
we need another little guy.
extremely heartbroken here
peace
bill