mybirdandi
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- Joined
- 12/5/21
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- Real Name
- Alyssa Brown
I am hurting. My 5 month old cockatiel has passed away. He was a runt hatchling and severely underweight as well as incredibly small for his species, but he was happy for the short while I had him.
I was aware , or my heart and gut was, that something wasn’t right and he would pass soon. I just didn’t think so suddenly.
I am hurting a lot because this is the third baby I have lost. The first, a conure named Pippen to an accident I couldn’t foresee happen. The second, I had to rehome my beautiful Galah Andrea to a family that was compatible with her needs.(I was but my family was not).And now, Toby. My cockatiel.
It’s a hard confrontation because I do an exceptional job at caring after my babies. And the way ive lost these beautiful souls, has not been my fault.
I feel cursed. Almost like no matter what, the babies I love will leave me. No matter what. No matter the love, the attention I give, the care I provide, the vet bills I pay or the training I employ into their routine, they will leave. It sounds so stupid I know but all I feel is this sign that the universe doesn’t want me to own a feathered friend. Even when I know I’m a good carer and I’ll stand by that.
I just needed to share this because it’s hurting me. I know I want to rescue another bird and home them and love them. I just wish this wasn’t a curse or maybe it’s not am I’m just experiencing harsh times with birds. Who knows. But please, someone tell me I’m insane. Please
I was aware , or my heart and gut was, that something wasn’t right and he would pass soon. I just didn’t think so suddenly.
I am hurting a lot because this is the third baby I have lost. The first, a conure named Pippen to an accident I couldn’t foresee happen. The second, I had to rehome my beautiful Galah Andrea to a family that was compatible with her needs.(I was but my family was not).And now, Toby. My cockatiel.
It’s a hard confrontation because I do an exceptional job at caring after my babies. And the way ive lost these beautiful souls, has not been my fault.
I feel cursed. Almost like no matter what, the babies I love will leave me. No matter what. No matter the love, the attention I give, the care I provide, the vet bills I pay or the training I employ into their routine, they will leave. It sounds so stupid I know but all I feel is this sign that the universe doesn’t want me to own a feathered friend. Even when I know I’m a good carer and I’ll stand by that.
I just needed to share this because it’s hurting me. I know I want to rescue another bird and home them and love them. I just wish this wasn’t a curse or maybe it’s not am I’m just experiencing harsh times with birds. Who knows. But please, someone tell me I’m insane. Please