Join Date: Aug 2012
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RIP beautiful Kawaii
To Kawaii, the little lineolated parakeet, the bird who touched our hearts, who inspired my love and passion for parrots.
We bought her one day on fireworks night last year. She was so tame, loving and affectionate, she would ride round on our heads and shoulders. She loved to give kisses and loved to be cuddled. She wasn't a nippy bird at all, and only went through one hormonal phase at the beginning. But she was a very gentle bird.
My sister who was 4 at the time, started treating her real rough, and wouldn't let anyone else interact with the bird. She used to do the most horrendous things - hold her really tight, treating her like a toy aeroplane, shaking her, throwing her, and putting her head in her mouth. Still Kawaii never even bit her for treating her like that.
It was february, and a day I would never forget. Mum called me down to put the bird away. She was mad at Kawaii for pooing everywhere, and threatened to get rid of her. Her exact words were "I hate that bird". Then my sister for some reason started hitting her with the perch. I tried to prise the perch off her before it was too late, but it was.
She had hit little Kawaii in the head. She arched her wings up and there was blood seeping out of her cere. I took her upstairs to calm down and just held her, petted her, and even though she was dying she still managed to turn her head round for a tickle. I took her downstairs where she tried to fly but ended up falling to the ground pathetically. We wrapped her up in kitchen towel and put her in her snuggle hut to die in peace. We buried her in the garden with her homemade perch with beads as a gravestone. Eventually, she drifted into the beautiful sleep of peace, where she would no longer be taunted and abused by my sister. She was in a safe place now, that was very beautiful, and flying free again. She is free. She is in heaven. God is looking after her now, and she is like an angel. We lay her lifeless body down in our back garden and buried her. Her grave would be her favourite perch from a birch branch with beads on, and a rock and grate to keep animals out. Ellie, of course, being only four, showed not the slightest bit of remorse. Mum said, "I'll never forget the way she looked up at me just before she died - as if she was screaming "help me". Kawaii was the most affectionate bird I have ever had". She didn't really hate that bird, because she cried when she died. I think she really regrets saying that now, but everyone says things they don't mean sometimes. At least, as I sat up there with her and comforted her, she went out with love and care. I cried for days, weeks, months. I'll admit that I still cry now. No bird could ever really replace little Kawaii. Even though I loved her most out of anyone, I regret some things as well. I regret not being able to stop Ellie from hurting that little bird. I wish I could go back in time and take the stick off her. I regret that I never got a video of her because my phone was broken. I wish I could have filmed her saying "Kawaii" or wolf-whistling as she used to. I used to have this toy plastic budgie (actually I still have it somewhere) and it would make a noise and she copied it exactly. Now I will never again hear her little voice. I still have some of her feathers which I have collected and stored. In essence, she will never truly be gone, because Kawaii lives on in my heart, and the memories that I have of her. Happy memories. Funny memories. Even sad memories. Because no one can ever take my memories away. I loved her, and always will love her. He will never be forgotton. I still cry about her. Kawaii, you will always be missed. I will never forget you. The little linnie who chirped your way into our hearts. Rest in peace, little one X R.I.P
Last edited by Wingz4Thingz; 10-27-2012 at 01:46 PM.