Goodbye Jacq - my special feathered friend
Well, I guess it was inevitable. And I kinda had a sinking feeling that it would happen.
That does not help with the fact that I am sad about Jacq’s passing. I knew, when I got home yesterday, that she was sad. She jumped onto my finger and did not want to leave my side. She kept crawling up to my neckline and nuzzling. When I put her in her cage a few hours later - I noticed that she was at the bottom of her cage.
Birds, very rarely go to the bottom of their cages to “sleep.” They like to be up high.
So, usually when you see a bird at the bottom they are as good as dead. Or they are super sick. Birds also hide their sickness until they are so close to death, by the time they actually show their sickness - it’s too late
Jacq and I though - we had a special bond. I was there when Sam and Madelynne (her mommy) hatched her. When Jacq was a tiny, ugly little birdie - with no feathers - we would lie on the couch together and “Napie.”
She was born around Christmas time, and the only lil one that made it. The other two her sister/brother did not.
I really wanted her to be hand fed/trained and she was.
But boy - she could be a real bi^ch when she was cranky! And bite! Boy could she bite when she was in a bad mood. lol.
I suppose it was for the best. She would have been miserable without Sam. But - her mommy misses her today. 
I am glad that we were able to spend our time together yesterday and the day before. At least she knew she was loved.
Goodbye Jacq.
Friends to the end.
Dec-2006 - 04/18/08
Goodnight Sam. You will be missed.
Was a sad time in Simple Mindz household a few hours ago.
I went to cover up my two parakeets “Jacq & Sam” for the night and I noticed Sam was at the bottom of the cage, dead. I was sad, but honestly not too surprised because I actually thought he was dead yesterday! I have this knack for just “knowing” when my birds are going to die.
As soon as I went over to the cage and opened it up - Jacq jumped right on my finger - eager to get the hell outta there as she had been hanging with a dead bird body for a bit. She kinda seemed a bit spooked and I think she was also a bit sad.
I told her I was sorry, and offered my condolences and told her she could hang out with me. She did.
She sat on my shoulder while I “prepared” (read- rolled in paper towel and bagged.) Sam’s body for burial at “The Trash Cemetary.”
I think she was having a bit of a hard time “letting go” though, and before I put Sam in the bag, she jumped on his casket.
I gently explained to her that sometimes when a parent/boyfriend dies…it can be very hard to understand. And also that Sam loved her very much and it was his time to go. Afterall, he was almost 4 years old. That’s a lot for a keet.
She seemed to listen, and was understanding a bit better after having explained it to her.
After all was said and done, We went upstairs and took a shower together. She seemed to really enjoy the water and was really feeling quite relaxed after her much needed shower.
After that, we went downstairs where I placed her in her cage and covered it for the night. I think my little lady will be ok. As long as she does not die of a broken heart.
Here is a picture of Jacq & Sam together. Happier times..
“Sam 2005 - April 16, 2008.
