I know I haven't posted in like, 6 weeks but I've had a lot going on. I was in school all day, had to work, and had to deel with the baby sparrows that I found. on one dreadfull wednesday afternoon, I decided to put all ofur baby birds in a spare rabbit cage in the back yard so they could teach themselves how to fly. twenty minutes later I went out and one was dead. I brought the other three back in and went to give the bunns a treat. Jamy was her usual bratty self. but Izzy wouldnt come out of her nest box. I went around to the back and opened the door, she let me pick her up (she never let me touch her) and I carried her inside the house, thinking she was just really overheated. I was sitting with her on my lap and a maggot cralled out of her rear-end region. I they noticed that she had pulled all the fur off her rear-end. ( I couldnt see it before because the fur was a little longer above her tail and it hid it.) we took her to the vet where we discovered that she had been bit by a fly and that it had layed a bunch of eggs in her and that the maggots were eating her alive. it was so horrible, she had ripped the fur off to the muscle, there was a hole big enough to put a pencil through. maggots and eggs every where... sometimes the hardest desigions we make take the least amount of time to think about and to deside what to do about. the vet said that the same think had happened to another rabbit the week earlier and he didn't make it, she said it would be best to put her to sleep then and save her the pain and suffering. Izzy wasn't very compassionate, she liked to have her ears rubbed once and a while but thats it. while the vet was getting the shot ready, she hopped into my arms which were laying on the table and shuggled into me. I burst out crying again, It was like she new what was coming and was telling me it was ok for me to do this to end her suffering. we burried her in the little corner of the yard that my garden it in, right next to Jamy's cage. even though I only had her for a few months, I will always miss her and love her with all my heart, I'ts really hard to let go.
thats the part about losing an old friend, this is about adopting a new one...
last friday was the first time I used to computer in weeks, I cheched an email labeled
humane society from my best friend, I figured it was pictures of her kitten, which she recently adopted. but it was a picture of a blue and yellow parakeet from our
local humane society. I fell instantly in love, now ten seconds after I first was the picture of him, my mom came down stairs and asked me if I wanted him. this isn't like her, she's really good about my pets, she like s them, but doesnt have an interest in them much. I was amazed that she said yes, I didnt even have to ask her for him. so we went and saw him a couple of times, and I put in an applicaation and it was approved and I got to adopt him. he's the sweetest bird, he's already hand tamed (a rairity in humane society birds) and he likes to sit on my shoulder or in the hood of my sweatshirt when I'm reading in my room.
his colors dont show up very well in that picture, but you can see how pretty he it. (don't make fun of him for the bad wing clipping job, we was very wiggley when I was trying to do it
)
I forgot to add that two other baby birds died unexpectidly the night izzy was put to sleep, and the other one a weeka after that. they could all fly and everything, I dont know what went wrong...
well thats my sad story, and my happy one. I'll try to be better about posting every day
Robin
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