Emberamazing
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I debated on sharing this on the old post, but I kind of felt it disrespectful to her somehow. Plus, well, I couldn't really talk about her. It hurt too much. It's jarring without her.
I was encouraged to share some things about Embers life though. So here are a few of my favorite memories about her.
When I first got Ember, it was in October. She hardly had all the black on her beak yet. And was this wide eyed, curios little feather ball. I was just a 13 year old kid, who wanted a friend for life. The first interaction we ever had together was her stepping up onto my hand, and examining her new environment.
When Halloween rolled around, I decided to dress up as a vampire bite victim. Fake blood and all. It had become a morning routine at that time, that I'd pick her up and set her on my shoulder while I changed her water and food. She saw the fake blood on my neck, and would not release my shoulder until she cleaned it off. We stopped her before she ingested any but it still sticks out.
Eventually she learned some... colourful language from my mother. I left to use the rest room saying "Be a good girl and stay there while I'm gone." Leaving her with my mother a moment. My response was a hardy "F*** you!" I my mother and I just stared at one another, stunned. She followed up with an "Achoo!"
She never got the L sound in "good girl" So she was a "Good GRRR"
She learned to copy noises from video games. Particularly Link from Legend of Zelda. We'd occasionally hear her imitating his screams in particular. Then laughing maniacally.
She initially hated my husband. Biting and hissing at him. Until he started giving her treats I normally did not. She went quiet after maturing however. And so, stopped talking all together.
So my husband kept prompting her to say "Good girl" to him. When she didn't it became "Say bird" He'd continue this for near half an hour. When he finally gave up the ghost, she'd lean in close to him and say "BIRD" Then nothing.
She shook off a lot of things I was told birds would panic about. Elizabethan collar? Meh, no biggy. New medicine? Okay put it in a cookie. (I suspect she'd throw them out when I wasn't looking)
She was always a great source of support and strength for me. She was a huge part of our lives. To the point where my husband and I were shattered by her loss.
We're doing a little better now. And have chose to keep her cage. We're planning on getting two of a smaller species of bird. (Not too small so as the cage endangers them mind you.) When the time comes, we'll make it into a paradise.
Fare well, where ever you fare, Ember. Some day, I'll meet you on the other side.
I was encouraged to share some things about Embers life though. So here are a few of my favorite memories about her.
When I first got Ember, it was in October. She hardly had all the black on her beak yet. And was this wide eyed, curios little feather ball. I was just a 13 year old kid, who wanted a friend for life. The first interaction we ever had together was her stepping up onto my hand, and examining her new environment.
When Halloween rolled around, I decided to dress up as a vampire bite victim. Fake blood and all. It had become a morning routine at that time, that I'd pick her up and set her on my shoulder while I changed her water and food. She saw the fake blood on my neck, and would not release my shoulder until she cleaned it off. We stopped her before she ingested any but it still sticks out.
Eventually she learned some... colourful language from my mother. I left to use the rest room saying "Be a good girl and stay there while I'm gone." Leaving her with my mother a moment. My response was a hardy "F*** you!" I my mother and I just stared at one another, stunned. She followed up with an "Achoo!"
She never got the L sound in "good girl" So she was a "Good GRRR"
She learned to copy noises from video games. Particularly Link from Legend of Zelda. We'd occasionally hear her imitating his screams in particular. Then laughing maniacally.
She initially hated my husband. Biting and hissing at him. Until he started giving her treats I normally did not. She went quiet after maturing however. And so, stopped talking all together.
So my husband kept prompting her to say "Good girl" to him. When she didn't it became "Say bird" He'd continue this for near half an hour. When he finally gave up the ghost, she'd lean in close to him and say "BIRD" Then nothing.
She shook off a lot of things I was told birds would panic about. Elizabethan collar? Meh, no biggy. New medicine? Okay put it in a cookie. (I suspect she'd throw them out when I wasn't looking)
She was always a great source of support and strength for me. She was a huge part of our lives. To the point where my husband and I were shattered by her loss.
We're doing a little better now. And have chose to keep her cage. We're planning on getting two of a smaller species of bird. (Not too small so as the cage endangers them mind you.) When the time comes, we'll make it into a paradise.
Fare well, where ever you fare, Ember. Some day, I'll meet you on the other side.