Hey guys
Tonight Maple passed. I am not sure why, she was doing so much better. Maybe she was just too bad off. I've been sobbing for 2 hours straight amd haven't even tried to write this yet. I hope shes up there eating millet happily and not nakey. I'm having a really hard time with this one. I dont knlw what I couldve done better and I'm so heavily blaming myself. I hate her last owner with ever bone in my body. I hope she knows she was loved even if it was for only 2 weeks.
<< C’est le temps que tu as perdu pour ta rose qui fait ta rose si importante. >>I don't know why this is so hard for me.
The loss of every pet is hard in it's own way, but I think for rescues (especially in the extreme case with Maple) it's a unique sadness. You rescue a bird and get to show it a whole new life. There is a special anticipation for the firsts with a neglected rescue: first holiday season, first gotcha day, first touch... the list goes on. It seems especially unfair to end a story so soon before getting to the good part. It can feel crushing to feel that their total time on earth was mostly bad and the good times with you were so short in comparison. Two weeks with you WAS too short, and with how much progress she made in those two weeks I myself was looking forward to her future adventures.I cried for hours last night, I cried on my way to work because she wasnt in my coming with me. I've cried in thr bathroom 4 different times and I've only been here 3 hours. I might ask to leave. I don't know why this is so hard for me.
Shes sitting in my front seat like she used to even if it's not the same.I put her in my room across from Fish for him to see as he really enjoyed talking back with her and was tryinf to yesterday morning. I just wrapped her up to take her to work to get cremated. I've tried to avoid lookinf at her too much before right now and I'm sobbing again. My poor sweet girl.