Has anybody ever lost a bird?

Question

I dont mean lost like it flew away, I mean that it died.
If yes, did you feel sad that you cried?

Answer 1

I also had one in my room. He was called Stewart Littlefoot because he had a little foot. I had him from a little baby. I saw him hatch.
He was very lovely. He was trying to speak.
He loved going outside with us having showers with hose pipe and going to my bestfreinds house.
He died 13/9/04
I cried alot was very ill for ages. I miss him still. He is buried in our garden.
His Uncle is stil alive He looks like Stewart Littlefoot. His Uncles name is Peter-Pewter

Answer 2

My first cockatiel, when I was in junior high. I met her as a fledgling just off of hand-feeding, and we bonded instantly right there in front of the breeder. She just RAN to me from out of all the babies and wouldn't let me leave her, we couldn't get enough of each other's company, just "talking" together and looking into each other's eyes. It was such an obvious bond that the breeder let me have the bird for less than her actual cost because I only had enough money for a grey cockatiel, not one of the fancier mutations (as this one was). That bird and I *understood* each other. Did everything together. Communicated far beyond any owner/pet relationship. She was my *friend*. She even voluntarily potty-trained herself, with no effort on my part, when she saw that I was uncomfortable with poop on my shoulder--she'd let me know she had to go, I'd put her in her cage for a moment, she'd do her thing, and I'd take her right back out. Later, she had great joy in being a mother (and I shared that joy when I saw the babies), but she just kept laying more and more eggs, though only a normal-sized group of them hatched. Then, after her babies were grown, she died of gout. I don't remember crying a whole lot--I think I was numb at the time, like I just couldn't believe she was gone, and with time (more than a decade now) the sharp sense of loss softened into a kind of fond melancholy when I think of her =) I miss having her fall asleep on my shoulder or cuddled under my chin, and snuggling my face into her soft feathers. I've looked and looked ever since, but I've never again felt such a bond with any bird (or other animal)--it's like having misplaced something very personal that I probably won't ever find again. As much as I may enjoy my current (wonderful adorable) pet bird, he really is just a pet, unlike that cockatiel.

Answer 3

My cockatiel Peeper died at age 16 this summer. I was only 12 when I bought her with my own money. She was a large part of my life for most of my life, and I really miss her.

While people without pets, or with pets other than birds, might not understand what you're going through, rest assured that there are others of us out there who have shared the loss that you are experiencing. Give yourself time to grieve, as long as it takes. Don't get a new bird or other pet until you are ready to do so and don't think you'll be continually comparing it to your old one. And when you do, consider adopting from a bird rescue organization - they're often wonderful birds whose families weren't able to take care of them, and rescue birds are usually cheaper and in better health than petstore birds.

Answer 4

I got my second parakeet (or rather, my first, my family's second) for my 5th birthday-he was green, and we named him Rainbow, to go along with our originally named Snowball, white parakeet. My parents had got him at a semi-sketchy pet shop about 10 minutes from our house, and he never seemed quite as healthy or happy or smart as Snowball. Snowball would open up the cage door and hold it there so that Rainbow could get out.

In any case, Rainbow lived about 5 years, and died. I was 10 years old, and although I hadn't been quite so attatched with him since I was 5, I was very sad, and yes, I cried. He was someone I'd lived with for 5 years, of course I was sad. And Snowball, at age 11 is still around today.

Answer 5

yes, i've lost 2 birds, each lived to be 10 years. I raised them from babies! I didn't feel sad i cried, i felt sad they died

Answer 6

Birds are allergic to me...My friend brought two palm cockatoos to America....years ago...and he loved them...they contracted some cold, pneumonia or something and after spending a small fortune of vets, they both died....he cried for days over them. I say birds are allergic to me because I have no luck with them and inspite of good care, they die...it's too much emotional drain, so I don't even try any more.

Answer 7

I lost my breading pair about 1 year ago, both at the same time. she was on the nest and he would not leave her side. i tried everything to get them to eat. most days the food would just be pushed away. I cried for days, sorry for your loss. i only had them for 1 yr. and the were not tame, would bite the dickens out of my hands, just loved there company. came home from work and both looked asleep :(

Answer 8

Yes, in March of this year, I lost my beautiful white parakeet who was only 4 months. One of my other parakeets killed her. I cried so much because I loved that little angel. On the other hand, I let the criminal parakeet fly away. I found the evil parakeet on my birds cage, and I felt bad, so I took her in. I regret it so badly. She killed my angel.

Answer 9

Yes, I had a quaker parrot that was about 9 that died last year unexpectedly. My birds are like members of the family and if yours was too, I know how you feel. My sympathies for you.

Answer 10

YES WE LOST OUR MOST PRECOUS PARROT DAKOTA AUG. 2, 2006 WHICH WAS TWO MONTHS AGO. HE DIED DUE TO UNKNOWN CAUSES, BUT HE HAD A CUT ON HIS VENT THAT BECAME NECROTIC TISSUE. THE AVAIN VET SAID IT COULD HAVE BEEN MOLDY SEED THAT CAUSE THE INFECTION AND IT WASN'T FROM ANYTHING WE DID OR DIDN'T DO.

WE HAVE THREE CHILDREN AND WE ALL HAVE CRIED OVER HIM PASSING AWAY. I FOUND HIM THAT MORNING IN THE BOTTOM OF HIS CAGE DYING AFTER TWO VISITS TO VET AND GIVING MEDS. THERE JUST WAS NO SAVING HIM. THIS WAS MY HUSBAND'S PARROT, BUT WE ALL LOVED HIM AND HE WAS OUR SON. MY HUSBAND AND I STILL CRY AT TIMES OVER LOSING HIM.