Tweeky, you were truly amazing...RIP.
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| Maugli grieving on Daddy's shoulders... A farewell column....from Maugli
Do you see a spirit, a soul that loves you, forgives you for all the trespasses of prior wrong doings.
I see it, after my birdie-friend left me recently… love remains,
even when the soul has run free to a distant land. It has been one of the worst
experiences of my life to part with my last companion. Maa doesn't want to bring in any more pets. The smell of death scares her now...
It took us quite a while to write this farewell column for our beloved Tweeky— who left us on this date exactly a month ago. My playmate, sibling (if you may call) had a sudden stroke on 11th of September...We'd never heard of a bird having a stroke until we saw it. Our Avian vet Uncle confirmed it later. Apparently this malady is not so uncommon in birds. I'm immensely sad that he is gone, but Maa says, she’s relieved that he didn't have to suffer much...Tweeky was perfectly fine the whole day. He ate and drank, had a few interactive sessions with me; sang, played with his bells and toys ...but, around 10 at night, all of a sudden he fell off his perch & started shivering, wheezing, gasping for air...he looked terribly distressed.
Daddy pulled him out gently, covered him with a cloth...gave a light rub of his
fingers on his head, the way he loved... he could feel his right
side was going limp. His condition deteriorated...Maa immediately called up Uncle Vet, my heart
was pounding. Sadly, before Uncle Vet could see him, he drifted off and was gone…
Tweeky---
my little birdie-friend, none of us could sleep that night. I was trying to be the
brave soldier, but I also felt the dull sense of loss. Maa was sobbing; both me
and Daddy were deeply bereaved, though we were dry-eyed. I lay close to Maa to
comfort her. We were awake the
whole night, waiting...
And
just before dawn, we slid out of the house with you in a shoe-box. It was
drizzling outside. We reached the pet cemetery. The pet graveyard reminded me of my earlier mates ---Bibi, Misha, Bozo, Mick who were all buried in the same yard. And here, I was mourning for you again... A small hole was made and you
were laid to rest wrapped in a white muslin cloth. Ma plucked some beautiful white flowers from the garden and
sprinkled them on your grave. Daddy lit a candle for you.
Now, as I write this column let me confess….I was
jealous of your wings. At times, when you flew around the house, my cavernous
mouth wanted to chew your wings like a wad of chewing tobacco. One day, I
attacked you wildly, my jaw snapped at the thin air but I did manage to pull a few feathers from of your tail…you winced, squeaked, and waggled your butt for a few minutes. Ah, how you must have hated me. It peeved everyone. And
then, it was time-out for me…while you enjoyed your special time with Maa on her cupped
hands… No, I am no more jealous of you now. On the contrary, I think I should
have cradled you on my paws that day to say ‘sorry’….Argh, there's so much to say...Life without you is no more the same. I miss you ...getting old is no fun. No fun at all...
There’s a lot more to share about your antics, my friend. I shall come with another blog soon… |
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| Always playful...Tweeky! |
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| Curious and alert Tweeky..♥ |
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| Needless Departure... |
Along with the dogs, there are a few cats and birds sprinkled in there as
well. But it's not just the size of the
cemetery, but the care and attention paid to it. It's beautifully maintained and those
headstones are no joke. They're all
marbled and tiled, and most have the pets name, time span and unique
epitaph.
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| MICK is sleeping in peace-- (A white Samoyed ) |
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| Our other siblings--Bibi-Misha-Bozo-Mick and many more friends are all with you...Feel safe and Rest in Peace. |
