I'm absolutely devastated by grief.
Simo passed away today, and it literally happened in the span of two hours. When he woke up, he was completely normal and fine. Then suddenly he went to the bottom of his cage and just slumped in a corner. Me and my husband knew immediately that something was very, very wrong, and we rushed him to the vet. They examined him and told us with honesty that he's very, very ill - and gave him some painkillers.
Then he just passed away. Just like that, he was gone. Right in front of us. They didn't even have time to put him down, he just simply went. He went much like he lived though - on his own birdy terms. He wasn't in any pain and he looked so peaceful after he had gone.
We had him only for such a short time, hardly a year, but he was everything to us. He was our sunshine, our ray of light. A reason to get up and reason to smile. Just a day or so ago he learned to finally trust hands and step up. We were bonding so wonderfully. And now we'll never hear him peep contently, or laugh at us. He'll never again demand millet and spend hours staring at me curiously. Everything reminds me of him; his perches, cage, food bowls, the pieces of millet in my pockets. The grief is seriously indescribable. The sole consoling fact I guess, is that he went very, very quickly. He didn't suffer. He just exited this world.
RIP my little green ray of light. I miss you so, so dearly already - and I hope you'll find all the millet in the great beyond. Fly high my love - I miss you so dearly already.