It's been one of those weeks.
I can (ashamedly) admit that I'm suffering birdie burnout.
I will NEVER rehome her, but I have days where I get tired and scared. I get depressed and tired. The lack of joy I feel sometimes thinking about her scares me.
I wonder how those of you with multiple parrots especially manage it.
I feel bad for admitting that I'm not always looking forward to seeing her, to scrubbing bird poop and mess...and sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if I didn't care for a bird.
I wonder how many people manage to make the entire lifetime commitment without doing it begrudgingly.
I don't want to end up like that.
I will never condone people my age taking on these creatures, but it is what it is for me, and I promised.
I just wonder how it is that people negotiate life's ups and downs while still keeping a smile on their face for their bird.
In the last year and a half I've miscarried, been hospitalized twice, my mother's been in and out of the hospital for open heart surgeries and emergencies...
And to top it all off, Jacko's due for another $700 ultrasound in the spring, and I'll be just finished paying off the last one. Never mind the hundreds of dollars of dental work I need and other things.
I'm a student with a disability, money is hard to come by, but her bills are paid, she's got homemade fresh food to eat and the best I can give her.
i just feel like it doesn't end---I dig myself out of the debt hole, and then I'm right back in.
I'd just like to buy a pair of jeans or something...to replace the threadbare pair I have.
I promised her I would never rehome her--to boot she's an older bird with allergies and a funky heart from being fed coffee and steak in one of her previous homes.
She's been with me for 8 years and the vast majority of that time has been a joy and I can only imagine what awaits for a bird who is intolerant of other animals and small children, doesn't trust most people, doesn't talk (in spite of 'being an african grey') and tends to being easily stressed. She plucks from pain and when stressed it doesn't help. Where I live is reknown for puppy mills, backyard breeders, overflowing pet stores and a few bird rescues---the good ones being full and the others being closer to hoarders than not. Our animal rights laws are few.
I know that I can never abandon her into that.
I'm hoping more that other people can give me tips to weather the bad days.
Sorry for the rant guys, but its a serious question. Do you feel like this sometimes? How do you cope? I'd really appreciate some help.








