Rememberance - Misty

Misty came into our lives from a baby. At firt I was sure he was a female but turns out he was a male.

I already had Dusty for 6 months when I brought Misty home. He was pulled from his parents early as they were not taking care of him properly and was hand fed, however I knew right off the bat he was a special bird. He was always a curious bird and so affectionate. He lived to be 6 years old before he tragically passed away.

Where I live there is no actual vet for birds but they can do the basic and when I brough misty at a young age, they did some tests which were normal. There was no reason to believe it was something really bad and that it would eventually place itself. He had moments where he seemed more lethargic but he always got out of it with proper care. This bird actually started flying backwards instead of forward so I spent a lot of time teaching him to jump from finger to finger.

Dusty adored him and always watched out for him. They lived together for 6 years in the same cage.

In march of this year, Misty took a turn for the worse. I noticed right away that there was something when he started to vomit. Off to the vet it was the same day. They performed tests and all looked normal but gave me some meds to help with the vomiit and told me to keep him warm.

I had to bring him again the next day as he got even worse and refused to eat. furthermore if he did eat millet, he would poo them undigested. I knew something serious was happening. The vet game me more meds and some hand feeding formula. He seemed to get better but 2 days after that I noticed that he could no longer perch properly so off to the vet again.

This time I told them to perform X-ray's since all other tests seemed normal. When they got it back , his gastric sac was enlarged. Unfortunately before anything could be performed Misty passed at the vet's office that same day while the technicians were performing more tests.

I miss him terrribly. I spent a whole week medicating him and hand feeding him every 4 hours , even at night for a bit so that he had something in his stomach.

He was my special man, and would spend hours cuddling. In his last day's all he wanted to do is snuggle inside my collar and run his head on my neck. Its like he wanted to confort me and tell me that all would be okay. Writting this makes me all teary eyed.

Here are some pics of Misty from the moment he was a Baby to about 2 months before he passed.