Dear Mom....... lovebird

Dear Mom......  it's been quite a while.  Not that you are not on my mind daily, many times a day at that but there have been times I just have not wanted to blog.  So many things remind me of you and I see you in my dreams as well.  It's been over a year now yet I'm told this will not stop!    I've been keeping myself extremely busy with the seniors program and you would be so proud of me and it.  This year I have $75,200 to spend on it!!  Imagine!! You would have loved to have participated.  We just had our annual bbq and it seemed so odd without you there.  You were always my biggest cheerleader. :-)  oxoxoxox

Mom...  one of our love birds is dying.  I don't think it will last out the hour.  It happened very suddenly.  It was fine one minute, nothing out of the ordinary.  So Sadia and I were just talking while I took out the tray of the cage to clean it.  Then next thing you know I can't find one of the birds!  I'm looking all over, they are always together.  Even when eating.  I thought maybe it flew out when I opened the door but that made no sense.  Then I found it, on the ground of the cage, breathing heavily.  Slowly it got up the cage wall and with it's mate.  But we watched it, breathing so hard and it kept closing it's eyes. :-(  Then it started to sway on the perch!  I thought it was going to fall off.  For the next 45 minutes it moved around a bit here and there, I was surprised but about 10 minutes ago while I was sweeping up the floor I hear a "thud" and I find him on the cage bottom :-(  He fell off the perch :-(   He was alive but stunned.  When I reached in to pick him up he got up and started to climb the sides of the cage again.  I waited until he got closer and then I picked him up and sat him down on the cage floor.  I didn't want him to fall again.  He's been there about 10 minutes now, I just checked him and he looks like he's taking his last breath :-(  He was layed out, wings spread a bit.. I reached in with a facecloth to pick him up and suddenly he got on his feet so I left him alone.    I'm scared to go out and look at him again.  I wish I had a back yard to bury him instead of putting him in a bag and putting him in the garbage chute.  Seems a really shitty thing to do to such a great bird.

Mom.....  please take care of "Lost" when he passes......   I will take care of "Found" and hopefully he will survive without his mate but I'm sure he is going to mourn.