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ferineThe green parakeet passed away.
Mom hadn't seen him prior to her afternoon nap, but when she went out in the front yard upon waking, there he lay on the sidewalk by the front door (in the same spot, curiously, as the photos mom took a while ago of both it and the yellow one together).
Mom wrapped it in a paper towel and brought it in so I could see it and say goodbye. The bird looked peacefully asleep. No marks, no blood, no visible wounds. It could've died of old age, for all we know. It took a month or two, but maybe it died of a broken heart when the yellow one disappeared.
I didn't write about it yesterday because it bummed me out. Now I'm in awe of it's survival skills, more than anything; it first appeared in our courtyard platform feeder toward the end of August, and joined the local house finches and sparrows to roost and feed with. Despite deep freezes and snows, he prevailed and exhibited vigor and courage whenever I saw him.
Mom hadn't seen him prior to her afternoon nap, but when she went out in the front yard upon waking, there he lay on the sidewalk by the front door (in the same spot, curiously, as the photos mom took a while ago of both it and the yellow one together).
Mom wrapped it in a paper towel and brought it in so I could see it and say goodbye. The bird looked peacefully asleep. No marks, no blood, no visible wounds. It could've died of old age, for all we know. It took a month or two, but maybe it died of a broken heart when the yellow one disappeared.
I didn't write about it yesterday because it bummed me out. Now I'm in awe of it's survival skills, more than anything; it first appeared in our courtyard platform feeder toward the end of August, and joined the local house finches and sparrows to roost and feed with. Despite deep freezes and snows, he prevailed and exhibited vigor and courage whenever I saw him.
