||Deceased, Nineteen years old|
||African Grey parrot|
name was Jessie Porter; I was a nineteen-year-old African Grey parrot.
Mommy and Daddy (Barbara and Cecil) never had me DNA sexed, but that made no
difference in our lives. They loved me unconditionally; they cared for me,
always putting me first, before anyone and anything. When they took me home,
mommy took maternity leave from work, and kept me under her T-shirt for
weeks and weeks, making sure I was okay, healthy and growing.
Both my mommy and daddy made sure I was offered the very best in nutrition,
always given formula, lovely tasting pellets, fresh fruit and vegetable
every day, never skipping a day. I loved corn on the cob, mommy used to
prepare it herself, making it more delicious. Each morning mommy gave me a
little bit of a muffin (my favorite ever). Thanks, Mommy.
My mommy was not able to pick me up, occasionally she did and cuddled me (I
always treasured those moments). Mommy was taking some medication, and if I
bit her by accident, she would bleed four times more than the average person. I
understood your position, Mommy, even being a bird, we know these things.
Mommy knew me inside out. If I was not happy sitting by the door, my mommy
would know and move me to another spot. I had a spot outside our house,
where birds used to come sit on my cage and we chit chatted. Whistling I was
so good at, had all different whistles for the gardeners and workers going
by. All the people in our village used to pop in say hi, I loved that.
Daddy was my main handler, taking me out, holding and cuddling me. I loved
it when daddy held me in the palm of his hands, I felt so secure and loved.
I sat on their laps for hours, spending quality time and bonding with them.
I walked around the house (chewed a bit of furniture when they were not
looking ... wonder if they found out). Sorry Mommy and Daddy, it looked so
chewable, I could not resist. Whenever Daddy walked away from my cage I
would call him and say "Where is Daddy." My favorite song mommy taught me
was "How Much Is That Doggie In The Window ... I used to bark between the
lines, then changed it to kissing sounds because it made mommy and daddy
laugh so much.
I was the luckiest bird in the whole world; I went away on holiday with
Mommy and Daddy, a few times a year. Sometimes it was for over a month,
other times for weekends away. I had a special travelling cage. When I saw
my travelling cage, I got so excited, knowing we were going in the car. I
was strapped in, they always made sure I was 110% safe. I could see
everything from the window, I was so happy I talked all the way there and
back. When away, we often stayed in the Caravan Park, I had such fun,
talking to all the people there.
I was taken to the vet every four months for checkups, and for my nails to be
trimmed. I used to clip my own wings (chewed them carefully). Brett the vet
was impressed with me. I think I saved Daddy some money. Mommy noticed a few
weeks ago I was struggling to breathe. I was rushed to the vet. I had x-rays
taken, where they picked it up I had a serious liver problem. It was
previously undetectable, no one knew, not even the vet.
Daddy and mommy gave me lots of medication; they took care of me day and
night. I started feeling much better, began eating again, whistling and
talking. We went back to the vet a few times. The last time we went, he told
Daddy and Mommy is was very serious. It broke my heart to see them so sad,
having heard the news.
On November 2nd, 2012, I took my last breath; Daddy was holding me, mommy
by his side.
I am so happy they were there for me till the end, until my last breath.
Please do not shed tears and be sad. We had nineteen happy years together,
something I will treasure, you will both be in my heart forever, and one day
we will meet again:
I am now in Rainbow Heaven
(poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye, added to by Jessie the bird).
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
I am the stars that shine at night.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
And you hear the birdies outside
Just know I am watching over you both
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