Yesterday we were in a hurry to run errands. My cross beaked Butika needed to be fed before we left (as usual). I thought I had the feeding tube down into the crop, but it must have been into her lungs instead. We ignored her protests and emptied the syringe. We both tried to suck the food back out, when we realized what happened. She died in a few seconds.
I miss my little companion. She would have been a year old on 2/28/08.
She would be sitting on my shoulder now, nuzzling my neck or cheek.
Bye my little friend
Blessed be
I miss my little companion. She would have been a year old on 2/28/08.
She would be sitting on my shoulder now, nuzzling my neck or cheek.
Bye my little friend
Blessed be