Rico_Tiel
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Things may be slightly off as I do not have the greatest memory so please bear with me here.
Coming home.
It was a gloomy, cold day in Alaska. I was stil depressed about losing my budgie, Ice. I was laying in bed, playing some Roblox as a rare occasion. I heard the walls creak and my heart spiked. It was a sound that only occurred when my worst fear was mere seconds away. The house began to shake and sway. I looked around and just fast as the quake hit, it was gone. I sighed and continued playing Roblox. About ten minutes later, my mom came in. She yelled at me about playing Roblox even though she had never had an issue with it. I closed my game and set my computer back on my table. She then said “anyway, while we were coming home, we dropped by petco to see if they had any birds and I wanted to show them to you.” I was interested. “Any green cheeks?” I asked. “No. Just parakeets and cockatiels.” She told me and she showed them to me. I only grunted. “If you get some parakeets, I wanna pick one too! So I can play with it and you can take care of it! Maybe you should get three!” She said excitedly. She knew I wasn’t going to get a budgie, let alone 3! Two was already a bit much for me. I said “mom, I don’t want budgies. I just lost two in the same year.” She said “oh I know, but you might change your mind!” I sighed and shook my head. Then I said “alright, I guess we can go look at them.” I agreed and I got into the shower, brushed my hair, brushed my teeth and off we went. When we got there, she was going nuts over the budgies and I just wasn’t too interested. Then, I saw the cockatiels. There was like a pearled pied one and a whiteface. I saw the whiteface and something clicked. I told my mom “I think I found one!” She came over and was like “ooh he’s very pretty! You want this one?” And I said “yup! He’s the one!” He didn’t cower into a corner like the other one. He just gave me a look of “what’re you lookin at?” And his energy clicked with mine too well. There was a connection there. And that is what made me choose him. So, we picked a few toys and then my mom went employee hunting while I just stared at him saying weird stuff like “my child you are coming home with ME” in Sméagol’s voice and “mmm my precious! My precious bird” also in Sméagol’s voice. I got some very weird looks. The employee comes over and is the typical customer service-y person and was like “hi! Which bird are you picking?” And I pointed to Rico and said “this one please” and she became kinda nasty. She was like “oh you don’t want that one! He is mean!” And I said “I think I’ll be fine.” She said “no you REALLY don’t want that one.” I said “no, I do.” She said “are you SURE? He is bitey and very mean!” And I nodded. “Yup!” I said, looking at him. She didn’t like that. She grabbed a net and a box. She setup the box and shoved it into my hands. “Hold this and keep it open.” Her tone was… not nice? It really wasn’t as soon as I pointed to Rico but it was worse here. She opened the door to the tank and chased him around his gross tank. She smashed him against the glass and shook him aggressively into the box. She closed it and then she lead us to checkout. We bought the toys, Rico, and left. Now I barely go to petco. No reason to since 1. They abused a baby bird and most animals they get there. 2. Their stuff is WAYYYY too pricey (11 dollars for a 5 inch long toy that is like 2.5 inches wide? Nuh uh.), 3. They don’t carry any food I have to get for Rico. 4. They leave dead and dying animals on display. 5. They promote god awful care. Unsafe toys, unhealthy food, bad cages, on their website, they say “oh birds eat fruits and veggies and seeds! Seed diets aren’t good for your bird because it’s too fatty and not nutritious!” But then sell seed diets. They are hypocrites. Petco is a big fat NO from me. Poor practice and a bad business.
Glass and floors shall break my bones but words will never hurt me
Rico’s flight feathers were beginning to grow in and I was walking by the window. He jumped off my shoulder m, into the window, crashed into it, fell 4 feet, hit a wooden windowsill, and then fell another foot and hit the floor HARD. He stood up and wasn’t moving. I picked him up and asked him if he was okay. He wasn’t even responding to me. I flipped him over to look at his underside and legs and his left leg flopped to the right. I knew his leg was broken. I flipped him back over and cupped him in my hands and speed walked through the hall swearing enough to make a sailor fall in love with me. “Mom?” “What?” “I think Rico needs to go the the vet!” “WHAT?” She rips her door open and is like “What are you talking about?” I explained it and she said “go to your room, I’ll get your father.” I did it and sat on my bed with Rico still in my hands. He was very much in shock. My parents came in and after arguing for maybe 10 or 20 minutes, they FINALLY called the vet. I’m still baffled I even had to argue with them about that! They tried telling me it was a sprain. They tried gaslighting me into thinking I’m a fool and he will be fine and I kept silent until all the anger and panic bubbled over and I said “you really think a sprain causes your leg to dangle and not be able to move?” And that seemed to have been what made them realize “oh sniz, she’s right.” And go call the vet. They were mad at me for it. Rico had to wait 9 days before help arrived. I set up a hospital cage for him (padded bottom, low down rope perch, food dishes as low as possible, and his favorite toy) I cried every single day, preparing for the worst (him dying from shock or him just dying on the examination table) and telling him help was coming in x amount of days and how much he means to me and if this were his final days that I wish him a peaceful passing and how he would be okay and how much I loved him. I was a wreck. Typing this even makes me want to cry. After day nine, the mobile vet FINALLY came out and I rushed him out to the van. They checked him over, confirmed he had a broken leg, I gave my mom an “I told you so” look because I’m petty as all heck. She gave us some Meloxicam and told us “2 doses every day, exactly 12 hours apart, he ain’t gonna like it, good luck.” And sent us on our way. Can you guess how much all this was? Like, 150 bucks. My parents were mad about 150 bucks instead of the 500+ at tier one or the town vet (who are known to harm animals in their care and charge you for what they did). I guess 150 is more important than Rico’s wellbeing 🤑
Hatchday!
My birthday happened, big deal blah blah but my borb’s hatchday is more important! It’s 10 days after mine so it’s the perfect excuse to blow all my money on Rico! i got quite a lot of money in Amazon gift cards from my grandparents and I went nuts! I bought toys and treats! A LOT of toys. Most of it is actually what makes up a majority of Rico’s toy chest! Soooo yah. I bought I think 21 toys total? And I bought some oat groats and oven fresh bites bird cookies (which he didn’t like but stinky and I did 👀) all I got myself was like a big bag of pocky for 11 smackeroonies 🥹 he loved ALL the toys! He really liked the super bird bottoms up toy! He enjoyed the oats and the planet pleasures sunflower toy most! I also bought a planet pleasures foot toy for him and I hang it up for him and now it’s his snuggle toy that he really loves. He was still a hormonal monster so he was very angry about this. He enjoyed everything once his hormones died down but when he saw it at first he was NOT happy.
Christmas 2022
Rico loved his Christmas! He got so many fun toys, he got a play stand, he got a heated perch, and he got a new seed mix! He was super happy with it! He absolutely LOVES the play stand! It was a little after Christmas when it all showed up but he doesn’t know that lol he was very jealous of my candy. Especially since I had so much (my brother gave me all his chocolates which was really nice and I gave him all my cinnamon candy since it’s too spicy for me) and he would try and steal it ever shot he had. I discovered I like caramel that day. I shared my chocolates with my parents and my brother was swimming in cinnamon candy. Rico got his seebs and was happy and then even happier about his toys and play stand and has used each one every day! He is in the process of obliterating his planet pleasures wheel toy!
and those were all the major events in his life (that I could remember)! Thank you so much for reading this! I hope you have a fantastic day!
Coming home.
It was a gloomy, cold day in Alaska. I was stil depressed about losing my budgie, Ice. I was laying in bed, playing some Roblox as a rare occasion. I heard the walls creak and my heart spiked. It was a sound that only occurred when my worst fear was mere seconds away. The house began to shake and sway. I looked around and just fast as the quake hit, it was gone. I sighed and continued playing Roblox. About ten minutes later, my mom came in. She yelled at me about playing Roblox even though she had never had an issue with it. I closed my game and set my computer back on my table. She then said “anyway, while we were coming home, we dropped by petco to see if they had any birds and I wanted to show them to you.” I was interested. “Any green cheeks?” I asked. “No. Just parakeets and cockatiels.” She told me and she showed them to me. I only grunted. “If you get some parakeets, I wanna pick one too! So I can play with it and you can take care of it! Maybe you should get three!” She said excitedly. She knew I wasn’t going to get a budgie, let alone 3! Two was already a bit much for me. I said “mom, I don’t want budgies. I just lost two in the same year.” She said “oh I know, but you might change your mind!” I sighed and shook my head. Then I said “alright, I guess we can go look at them.” I agreed and I got into the shower, brushed my hair, brushed my teeth and off we went. When we got there, she was going nuts over the budgies and I just wasn’t too interested. Then, I saw the cockatiels. There was like a pearled pied one and a whiteface. I saw the whiteface and something clicked. I told my mom “I think I found one!” She came over and was like “ooh he’s very pretty! You want this one?” And I said “yup! He’s the one!” He didn’t cower into a corner like the other one. He just gave me a look of “what’re you lookin at?” And his energy clicked with mine too well. There was a connection there. And that is what made me choose him. So, we picked a few toys and then my mom went employee hunting while I just stared at him saying weird stuff like “my child you are coming home with ME” in Sméagol’s voice and “mmm my precious! My precious bird” also in Sméagol’s voice. I got some very weird looks. The employee comes over and is the typical customer service-y person and was like “hi! Which bird are you picking?” And I pointed to Rico and said “this one please” and she became kinda nasty. She was like “oh you don’t want that one! He is mean!” And I said “I think I’ll be fine.” She said “no you REALLY don’t want that one.” I said “no, I do.” She said “are you SURE? He is bitey and very mean!” And I nodded. “Yup!” I said, looking at him. She didn’t like that. She grabbed a net and a box. She setup the box and shoved it into my hands. “Hold this and keep it open.” Her tone was… not nice? It really wasn’t as soon as I pointed to Rico but it was worse here. She opened the door to the tank and chased him around his gross tank. She smashed him against the glass and shook him aggressively into the box. She closed it and then she lead us to checkout. We bought the toys, Rico, and left. Now I barely go to petco. No reason to since 1. They abused a baby bird and most animals they get there. 2. Their stuff is WAYYYY too pricey (11 dollars for a 5 inch long toy that is like 2.5 inches wide? Nuh uh.), 3. They don’t carry any food I have to get for Rico. 4. They leave dead and dying animals on display. 5. They promote god awful care. Unsafe toys, unhealthy food, bad cages, on their website, they say “oh birds eat fruits and veggies and seeds! Seed diets aren’t good for your bird because it’s too fatty and not nutritious!” But then sell seed diets. They are hypocrites. Petco is a big fat NO from me. Poor practice and a bad business.
Glass and floors shall break my bones but words will never hurt me
Rico’s flight feathers were beginning to grow in and I was walking by the window. He jumped off my shoulder m, into the window, crashed into it, fell 4 feet, hit a wooden windowsill, and then fell another foot and hit the floor HARD. He stood up and wasn’t moving. I picked him up and asked him if he was okay. He wasn’t even responding to me. I flipped him over to look at his underside and legs and his left leg flopped to the right. I knew his leg was broken. I flipped him back over and cupped him in my hands and speed walked through the hall swearing enough to make a sailor fall in love with me. “Mom?” “What?” “I think Rico needs to go the the vet!” “WHAT?” She rips her door open and is like “What are you talking about?” I explained it and she said “go to your room, I’ll get your father.” I did it and sat on my bed with Rico still in my hands. He was very much in shock. My parents came in and after arguing for maybe 10 or 20 minutes, they FINALLY called the vet. I’m still baffled I even had to argue with them about that! They tried telling me it was a sprain. They tried gaslighting me into thinking I’m a fool and he will be fine and I kept silent until all the anger and panic bubbled over and I said “you really think a sprain causes your leg to dangle and not be able to move?” And that seemed to have been what made them realize “oh sniz, she’s right.” And go call the vet. They were mad at me for it. Rico had to wait 9 days before help arrived. I set up a hospital cage for him (padded bottom, low down rope perch, food dishes as low as possible, and his favorite toy) I cried every single day, preparing for the worst (him dying from shock or him just dying on the examination table) and telling him help was coming in x amount of days and how much he means to me and if this were his final days that I wish him a peaceful passing and how he would be okay and how much I loved him. I was a wreck. Typing this even makes me want to cry. After day nine, the mobile vet FINALLY came out and I rushed him out to the van. They checked him over, confirmed he had a broken leg, I gave my mom an “I told you so” look because I’m petty as all heck. She gave us some Meloxicam and told us “2 doses every day, exactly 12 hours apart, he ain’t gonna like it, good luck.” And sent us on our way. Can you guess how much all this was? Like, 150 bucks. My parents were mad about 150 bucks instead of the 500+ at tier one or the town vet (who are known to harm animals in their care and charge you for what they did). I guess 150 is more important than Rico’s wellbeing 🤑
Hatchday!
My birthday happened, big deal blah blah but my borb’s hatchday is more important! It’s 10 days after mine so it’s the perfect excuse to blow all my money on Rico! i got quite a lot of money in Amazon gift cards from my grandparents and I went nuts! I bought toys and treats! A LOT of toys. Most of it is actually what makes up a majority of Rico’s toy chest! Soooo yah. I bought I think 21 toys total? And I bought some oat groats and oven fresh bites bird cookies (which he didn’t like but stinky and I did 👀) all I got myself was like a big bag of pocky for 11 smackeroonies 🥹 he loved ALL the toys! He really liked the super bird bottoms up toy! He enjoyed the oats and the planet pleasures sunflower toy most! I also bought a planet pleasures foot toy for him and I hang it up for him and now it’s his snuggle toy that he really loves. He was still a hormonal monster so he was very angry about this. He enjoyed everything once his hormones died down but when he saw it at first he was NOT happy.
Christmas 2022
Rico loved his Christmas! He got so many fun toys, he got a play stand, he got a heated perch, and he got a new seed mix! He was super happy with it! He absolutely LOVES the play stand! It was a little after Christmas when it all showed up but he doesn’t know that lol he was very jealous of my candy. Especially since I had so much (my brother gave me all his chocolates which was really nice and I gave him all my cinnamon candy since it’s too spicy for me) and he would try and steal it ever shot he had. I discovered I like caramel that day. I shared my chocolates with my parents and my brother was swimming in cinnamon candy. Rico got his seebs and was happy and then even happier about his toys and play stand and has used each one every day! He is in the process of obliterating his planet pleasures wheel toy!
and those were all the major events in his life (that I could remember)! Thank you so much for reading this! I hope you have a fantastic day!
