R.I.P. Tweetie....

We lost our dear little bird today.....

Emelia heard Tweet fall of his perch and he started churping and couldnt get up again...

He has been sick for about a month.

He had a tumour growing out of his tummy... Poor thing.

He's been falling of his perch this last couple of weeks

and then really trying to climb back up again..

Hes been so sick..

But today when he fell of his perch, he hit his head and cried out (We havnt heard him talking for a while now)

Emelia rushed to him and got him out of the cage

and he slowly died in Stuarts hands as we comforted him...

It so sad...

He just slowly shut his eyes and went to sleep...

Tweet joined us just after we moved into this house in 2000.

I was driving along the road after the floods and found this little yellow bird being attacked by a crow!!

I pulled over and shooed the crow away and picked up the little bird who was in a bit of a mess,

I bought him home to Stu and we packed him into a shoe box expecting him to die overnight... as birds tent to do.

Even though he was in a bit of a mess, he survived..

He was obviously someones pet, as once he was starting to feel a little better, he would fly around the room and sit of stus shoulder, nibble on his ear and hide in his pocket...

But that didnt keep happening after a while, he sort of lost the plot a bit and just liked to stay in him box.

After a few weeks he obviously wasnt dieing in a hurry, so we bought him a little cage... with his injuries he shouldnt live long....

But he ended up living in that little cage for 8 years!!!!

Thats a huge amount of time for a bird!!!
We dont know how old he was when i found him, but he was old enough to be a bit trained...

We did advertise too that we'd found a lost bird, but no-one responded...

But today, he is gone....

We buried him in "Spots Rest" with all the other animals... guinie pigs, fish etc etc.

Emelia made a little headstone and placed a flower...
Tweet used to sit at the window and call to the birds...
I felt heaps of seeds ebing thrown at me after the buriel... I thought it was the kids.
But in the tree above "Spots Rest" (Spot was a guinie pig) there were four Parrots...
Very appropriate in celebrating the life of our little friend.. They were saying goodbye too...
Even Pancakes wanted in on the act...

RIP Tweet....