Started off as a pretty decent day today. Maxx and I ran some errands, then had lunch at Smitty's (and bought lunch for a little elderly lady who was there by herself and looked somewhat unhappy and lonely), then went to see The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug.
When I left the house in the morning, all my pets were their usual selves, including both budgies, Summer and Buttercup.
When I got home, Buttercup was lethargic, and didn't eat much when I was feeding them (lately I've been trying to get them to eat out of my hand, as they were not hand-reared and have always been aloof, although I love the pretty little things). Later, I found Buttercup sprawled on the bottom of the cage, and thought perhaps he had caught a chill. I got the budgie house (basically a plush tent that hangs from the top of the cage, giving them somewhere they can snuggle and be extra-warm) set back up, and gently placed Buttercup in it after oh-so-carefully getting him off the bottom of the cage (he had quite a grip on the bottom bars), so he could be comfortable and warm.
Just a little while ago, I heard some fluttering and bumping, and found Buttercup sprawled on the bottom of the cage again. I picked the poor little thing up and held him for a bit, and he passed away in my hands.
I feel so sorry for my beautiful little yellow budgie. He may not have had any affection for me, but I've always loved them and thought they were so cute the way they would cuddle and snuggle together, even to the extent of giving each other beaky little kisses. Now sweet little Summer is all alone.
I won't be getting another budgie (or at least not for a long time), so hopefully Summer will keep eating out of my hand and eventually feel comfortable giving me some affection.
Going to be a long, sad, teary day in the office tomorrow.
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