I woke up to an odd noise inside her cage; I thought she was stuck or something but didn't really do anything. It happened again and I got worried.
She was upside-down on the bottom of the cage, her feet in the air, her wings twitching. I got her out of there as quickly as I could. As I held her, she stopped twitching and opened her eyes, then closed them. At 1:23 AM, I realized she was gone.
It is currently 2:50 AM and I'm grieving so deeply. I put her in her litle cuddle house, which she slep in, and wrapped her up in a paper towel. I don't know if I want to wake my parents or not.
I just can't believe she's gone. I had expected this to happen, but maybe 20 years later. She was only a year and a half- her hatchday was in May.
I only had her for a year, but this year has been probably the best year of my life. And when I say year, I mean it. We got Peanut around this time last year, for my birthday. Which, by the way, is in a couple of weeks.
I wanted to grow up with her, at least for another decade. She was so cuddly and sweet and I loved her so much.
She said 'pretty girl' before I went to bed. That was the last time I heard her. And right now I miss those screeches more than ever, no matter how loud or annoying they were.
You know, this week I feel that I treated her badly. Maybe that's why she got sick. I don't know. But one day was so busy I couldn't get time with her, and I felt so guilty.
On Thursday I noticed her symptoms. She was slightly lethargic, not as much as she was, and very, very tired. But I dismissed them. I could've taken her to the vet, but I thought she was okay.
Now I'm worried about the other two birds. I could not stand it if Steve or PJ got sick. I would probably... I don't know. Go into depression. I love these little feathered creatures with all my heart.
I miss her so much. Peanut was my bird. She was mine. I bought her with my money (partially) and I took care of her only. She was my first bird. I wanted a dove, but I chose this beautiful little parrot I saw at the pet store. She had such gorgeous colors- her head was a soft gray with a little turquoise on her nape, her feathers were such a beautiful, ever-changing green, her belly was mixed with reds, yellows, and pinks, her tail was a pretty maroon color. But what I loved the most... I don't know. Her eyes, her little pink feet, her beautiful wings...
I miss her so much. I feel alone without her. And now I'm worried I'll start avoiding Steve and PJ because of her. I love them all, but Peanut was my first, my friend.
I just needed somewhere to spill this all out...
When she died... was she having a seizure? Her poops looked to be yellow with a lot of liquid. I want to know what happened to her.




Turquoise Lineolated Parakeet



