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- Lisa
It’s been a while since I’ve been here…it was a rough go for the last bit.
At our last appt with the vet for Seamus it was determined we would take him home for the last time, understanding any more procedures would just cause him pain and do no good at that point. His keratin in his beak just never stopped overgrowing and it was making the inner layers rot, which would eventually go to his brain. We did absolutely everything and then some and when his vet said that there was nothing left to do we decided to spoil him like crazy when we got home for as long as we would have with him. He spent the next month and some days getting frozen cantaloupe melon balls daily (The BEST treat if you asked him) and lots of love and sunshine.
Eventually the day came when I was doing dishes and I heard him cry. His whimpers always broke my heart. He hadn't made a single whimper prior to this since we brought him back. I ran to his room and he was gone, just that fast.
Thankfully it was the rare day my husband was home from work and we wrapped him in his favorite shemagh (because of course my husband said he’s a military macaw so he gets that as a blanket and Seamus loved to cuddle up on it) and buried him beneath our plum tree that has the best views of big sky.
He was eating and playing with his toys like normal the night before so I hope his suffering wasn’t great. It took a while for the sadness to lighten and then I was just angry at what people did to him before I got him. At the waste of it all and how hard he had to fight. Now I’ve had some time to process it and it’s easier to remember the silly Seamus that danced when he wanted treats and laid claim to everything he wanted in the macaw room (and the other macaws always let him).
A lot of people on here played a big role in giving me advice and much needed encouragement on his high need, complicated care. It means the world to me and I’m sure Seamus felt the love.
This was him being silly hanging from the door. He didn’t like swings up high but the door was always fun.
And there he is snuggled up in comfy blankets, his favorite way to spend the afternoon.
At our last appt with the vet for Seamus it was determined we would take him home for the last time, understanding any more procedures would just cause him pain and do no good at that point. His keratin in his beak just never stopped overgrowing and it was making the inner layers rot, which would eventually go to his brain. We did absolutely everything and then some and when his vet said that there was nothing left to do we decided to spoil him like crazy when we got home for as long as we would have with him. He spent the next month and some days getting frozen cantaloupe melon balls daily (The BEST treat if you asked him) and lots of love and sunshine.
Eventually the day came when I was doing dishes and I heard him cry. His whimpers always broke my heart. He hadn't made a single whimper prior to this since we brought him back. I ran to his room and he was gone, just that fast.
Thankfully it was the rare day my husband was home from work and we wrapped him in his favorite shemagh (because of course my husband said he’s a military macaw so he gets that as a blanket and Seamus loved to cuddle up on it) and buried him beneath our plum tree that has the best views of big sky.
He was eating and playing with his toys like normal the night before so I hope his suffering wasn’t great. It took a while for the sadness to lighten and then I was just angry at what people did to him before I got him. At the waste of it all and how hard he had to fight. Now I’ve had some time to process it and it’s easier to remember the silly Seamus that danced when he wanted treats and laid claim to everything he wanted in the macaw room (and the other macaws always let him).
A lot of people on here played a big role in giving me advice and much needed encouragement on his high need, complicated care. It means the world to me and I’m sure Seamus felt the love.
This was him being silly hanging from the door. He didn’t like swings up high but the door was always fun.
And there he is snuggled up in comfy blankets, his favorite way to spend the afternoon.
The avenue definitely quickly fell in love with Seamus - and with you even more for all you did for him 
He couldn't have asked for a better ending to a rough start than he had with you. Thank you for sharing his journey and for just being an amazing human to him. I know there will be many tears over this loss! 
