My little yellow Peep has died

[Maximumbob54]

I couldn't tell you when I started getting so attached to pets. When something died it was never that big of a deal to me. Lately it's like something dies and I feel at least somewhat wiped out by it. Trish and I found Peep in a little mom and pop pet store that we used to drive by every now and then but never went in since we have just at the limit the amount of pets that our combined time allows. For whatever reason that day we went in. The owner appologised that she needed a minute since she had a problem to deal with when we walked in. I stopped to look at the vivid colors on some of the fish and ended up looking over her shoulder at what was going on. She had put a little yellow parrotlet in with some doves but the quaker parrots next door to them were biting through the bars at them. I guess Peep had either been caught by them or was fighting with them. Either way, she had lost. As in lost a couple of toes and was bleeding out. I went to the car and grabbed a tissue and put little bits of it on her toes. She looked like a little rag a muffin and tugged at my heart strings bad enough that I asked if I could buy her. Yes, I'm a softy/sucker like that. She said she couldn't charge me for a injured pet but I could take her if I wanted. Yep. This was her while she was still hurting:

And after a few weeks of care this is what she turned into:

She became a little yellow monster. She would assault her toys with a impish vengeance, loved to attack the other bird in the mirror, and when you walked into the kitchen she would sing to you and make little kiss noises. She was a little fussy about being held too long for preaning the little feathers around her head but she sure loved having her head scratched. I'm going to miss her.

She is survived by:

Timmy the Timneh African Gray

Pat Pat the Yellow Nape Amazon

and

Lola the Silky Showgirl Chinese chicken (the other one is one of the backyard chickens that needed a break from being picked on)

I'm going to miss my little ray of yellow sunshine Peep.

That's when she first came to her new home.

 

[65kaiser]

Bob, I'm so sorry. Its so hard to lose a pet. I too am a bird person. I have had my Indian Ringneck for 21 years, I dread the day I lose him.

 

[Bratastic007]

Sorry for your loss. It doesn't make sense to the rational mind sometimes, but damn it can sure hurt to lose a loved pet.

 

[mg357]

i'm very sorry for your loss sir.

 

[BarbC]

Awww sweet little Peep. She had a good life, after all, thanks to you and Trish.

 

[j2k22]

thanks for caring for her when she needed it.

 

[gunlovingirl]

Having lost a pet during the past year, I understand what you must be feeling. God knew Peep needed you that day, that's why you stopped. My sympathy for your loss.

 

[rondo]

Poor little thing. So sorry for your loss.

 

[inFALable]

It sounds like she was meant to be yours and was a sweet little pet. You have my sympathies.

 

[Rangerpat]

Bob, You and your wife made Peep breathe a little easier in his bird life on this earth. I like to think when we pass over to the other side our departed family, friends, and PETS are waiting to be reunited with us.

 

[brucev]

Very sorry to read of the death of your Peep.

 

[DeadAye]

I know how you feel - - I'm really sorry for your loss.
Ya know? - It's hard to know what to say - Nothing seems adequate.

 

[OMCHamlin]

I believe God sees how we treat his little critters.

 

[PALADIN85020]

I was never a "bird person", but your story was touching. I am so very sorry for your loss - YOU were the ray of sunshine in that little bird's life. You did good.

John

 

[straightshooter1]

Bob,

You know I just lost Scooter last Friday, so I have some idea how you feel. I think that caring for the ones that have problems turns them into the best of pets.

I am very sorry for your loss.

Bob

 

[doublesharp]

I'm sorry for your loss but I do like your style.

Hang in there and keep your eyes open for the next animal that needs you.

 

[deanodog]

We would all love to be reunited with all our past pets in our next life. I would love to see all my past dogs again as well as family members. Sorry for your loss of peep.

 

[straightshooter1]

Although there's nothing in Scripture to support it, I know of no reason our loved ones who were our pets couldn't be there.

At least I hope so.

Bob

 

[Maximumbob54]

I would like to thank everyone for their kind words and from knowing the type of quality members here I can only assume there will still be more. Sometimes it feels a bit irrational how emotionally attached we become with pets. That family dog that was always there to greet you at the door when you come home or that cat that was always slithering around your legs vying for attention can become like ghosts when they are gone. I went around to clean everyone's water and food dish and I found myself standing there with Peep's water bottle at the sink and no need to refill it. I'm a thirty two year old man, I have been on Navy ships at sea during a hurricane, and have had to hold a guys' arm together from a horrible accident, I have manned a helm during a refueling that went bad, and I am proud to the borderline concieted that I held my cool during all of those events and more. I just cryed like a dang two year old girl that my Peep's water bottle no longer needed to be filled. I'm kind of pissed at myself and all attempts to man up are currently failing me. I'm pretty sure if I could sit behind a M2HB and have a mile long belt at my disposal I would have one angry Gunnersmate flogging me when I slagged that barrel and locked up that action from howling like an animal while unleashing hell into whatever the range target had provided. There is no rational reason for these feelings but dang it all they only seem to fade with time. I miss that little tennis ball of hell fire and fury that used to take apart all her toys and fling them about the bottom of the cage. It's hard to stay mad when you step on toy shrapnel on the kitchen floor from the latest toy to meet it's end at her sharp little beak. I won't have those beady little eyes glaring at me while she makes kissy noise politely asking for more toys to thrash into oblivion. My little ray of sunshine. I gotta stop. Good bye Peep.

 

[straightshooter1]

I think you have described why we become so attached to our pets. They are always happy when you come home, never tire of your attention and never complain that they've had a bad day or ask you to give them some space.

Now wives, on the other hand ....

Bob