My best friend died today
I've been posting to this website for about five years now about my Quaker parrot, Rocky.
Rocky was a rescue from an abusive home and I spent every day of the last five years with her. She was the smartest, funniest bird ever. She ate breakfast and lunch with my husband every day, although she was my special bird. She would snuggle with me and loved being petted and would kiss me bye bye and good night every day.
Rocky didn't seem herself this morning and didn't eat. I was taking her to her avian vet for her beak trim and the vet noticed she wasn't herself. She was acting more scared and skittish than usual. After the beak trim she was back in her carrier and breathing heavily. I brought her home and she flew from the carrier before I could get her back into her cage. She landed on the floor and was walking around so I picked her up and put her in the cage where she stayed on the bottom breathing heavy with her beak down. I covered her up to calm her down.
I had to go out again and left her with my husband. Not five minutes after I left, my husband called and told me that Rocky died. He said she flapped around, screamed a few times and rolled over on her back. He tried mouth to beak resuscitation, but to no avail.
Even though I only had her six years, Rocky was my baby and my best friend. I haven't stopped crying because she was such a huge part of my life. My heart is truly broken. Rest in peace Rocky, my baby bird.