CrypticDelirium
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- Sep 16, 2010
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- Parrots
- Georigie, a very maniacal ball of fluff.
Babii (baby), The cuddle sponge
Last night we brought home Babii (baby, but with our own twist, she didn't know her old name, she's probably had too many to recall one). She's the 6 year old moluccan cockatoo who had been previously abandoned for at least three weeks in a parakeet cage. We've worked with plenty of rescue birds, so we knew she'd have issues. We knew it'd take forever and a day to gain an ounce of trust if we were lucky. We knew she'd probably scream non stop for months. But we were totally unprepared.
This poor thing who's been through so much, mistreated and abused, passed around so many times... She took to us instantly. I've never experienced anything like this before. She climbed right out and stepped up with no fuss or biting, not even the "Let's test you now" nips you'd expect from ANY parrot you meet, let alone one who's been through so much. Then she proceeded to fluff up and push her head into my chest with the tiniest, most adorable squeak I've EVER heard in my entire life. She even let my hubby hold her by the wings and body after five minutes. To have been treated so terribly, and trust us, strangers, so entirely... Somehow it absolutely broke my heart.
The many HOURS of the ride home she screamed, poor baby/babii was scared, and when we got her home realized she is for some reason horrified by the tree stand. And perches not covered by sand. And every other long wooden object she's seen, which I can't even bear to imagine the reason for... Well her cage had to be set up, so lacking usual options, I set my pillow on my lap, and she nestled down into it and I tucked her in with the blanket, and all the while that SQUEAK, I have to figure some way to record it and post it, it's so painfully CUTE. Well, She goes to the vet in a few hours and my fingers are more than crossed. I tried to post some pics of her, some of her condition and one of her cuddling with hubby, and him grinning ear to ear, (Georgie's never REALLY taken to him and he's enthralled that babii's a daddy's girl) and yes, I've cut him off from the coffee
. I wrote this poem (her detailed story) for her, and for the thousand others like her, in hopes maybe even ONE person thinking of buying a baby will adopt one way or another instead. Granted It's out of 24 hours overloaded with caffine and no sleep, definitely no Shakespeare lol, but I hope the message is clear. ^____________________^
Unknown where she came from,
a breeder or a store
Or how long she suffered
in neglect and cold remorse
when she was left abandoned
and her basic needs ignored
At least three weeks had passed,
but she had no sense of time
for her owners had forsaken her
without water, food, or light
So in the tiny cage she sat
and plucked, no will to fight
When all the feathers she could reach
were gone, her chest picked clean
she'd given up in agony,
nothing left to do but scream
so when the landlord heard her cries
she thought it were a dream
The details of her next five months
are quite unknown to me
I know only she was passed around
as "more work than they expected her to be"
then when a couple took her
She yet hoped for the best
and wondered what she'd done to cause
abandonment by the rest
they were not bad people,
they cared for her indeed
yet they had no knowing
of the things that she would need.
you see, they'd never owned a bird before
and choose a parrot as a first
then blindly taking words as truth
would only make it worse
Four months she lived with them in bliss,
for neither knew much better
than letting her live upon the porch,
regardless of the weather
Seed and seed alone was found
though it was more than she'd had for so long
that she had no way of knowing
how even this was wrong.
the supplements sounded swell in ads
but sold only chemicals and lies
and they knew not the danger
of locking cages with metal bread ties
Truly had they loved her,
yet the bird's lucky to be alive
Times got harder as they do,
and they became stuck in a bind
with passing days they realized
for the bird they had no time
Her nails were long and beak untrimmed
and then it crossed my mind
with all the dues and fees involved
We could buy a baby for this price
Happy, healthy, full of life
no feathers missing from it's chest
after all, so many say
that cute babies are always best
Eyes unclouded by sadness,
always willing to play
friendly with a total trust
hard times had never torn away
Then I looked into the deep black pools
of sad indifference to fate
and she spoke to my heart when she looked in my eyes
and asked how long before I'd throw her away
I knew the length and effort
it could take to gain her trust
and thought of all the things she'd need
knowing a baby would be much less fuss
I wondered if she'd ever
know a "home" could truly be
and after everything she's been through
if she could manage to love me
Something happened, unexplained
and she crept to the edge of the cage
then pressed her head upon the bars
while begging to step up with her leg
In my arms, she became all a fluff
and she leaned into my chest
Perhaps something deeper than words assured
this time was different from the rest
I tried to hide the wetness
dripping from my eyes
I've seen the toll abuse and neglect
take on bodies and mind
For having been through so much,
she'd done more than just survive
somehow through pain and loneliness
she'd kept a bit of her spirit alive
to lay in wait until the day
her forever home arrived
I laugh now because I'd never
have really walked away
truth be told I would pay twice
of what they asked that day
The birds who seem to cost so much,
Well, for themselves they pay
with that perfect baby in the window,
it could never be the same
for they will love you, it is true
and never question trust
but trust you earn, and love you gain
are incomparable to such
the baby who has lived a life
coddled and pain free
will be happy with your love and care
but never know what it means
the one's who's seen the worst of times
will love you all the more
because they know the difference
from the life they've lived before
Some people think them property,
this fact is sad but true
the only thing stuck in their mind
is how much they make from dues
the price tag on a "used bird"
forces so many to turn away
but when you do it's not the seller
but the bird who pays
for the fault is not on them
that they've been treated this way
the only thing they've ever asked
is to finally hear someone say
"come home with me, I'll show you love
keep you safe and feed you well
I know what you have been through
and I'll take you from this ****
I'll teach you that the past is past
and you'll never be alone
no matter the effort or time it takes
I'll prove this is your forever home"
This poor thing who's been through so much, mistreated and abused, passed around so many times... She took to us instantly. I've never experienced anything like this before. She climbed right out and stepped up with no fuss or biting, not even the "Let's test you now" nips you'd expect from ANY parrot you meet, let alone one who's been through so much. Then she proceeded to fluff up and push her head into my chest with the tiniest, most adorable squeak I've EVER heard in my entire life. She even let my hubby hold her by the wings and body after five minutes. To have been treated so terribly, and trust us, strangers, so entirely... Somehow it absolutely broke my heart.
The many HOURS of the ride home she screamed, poor baby/babii was scared, and when we got her home realized she is for some reason horrified by the tree stand. And perches not covered by sand. And every other long wooden object she's seen, which I can't even bear to imagine the reason for... Well her cage had to be set up, so lacking usual options, I set my pillow on my lap, and she nestled down into it and I tucked her in with the blanket, and all the while that SQUEAK, I have to figure some way to record it and post it, it's so painfully CUTE. Well, She goes to the vet in a few hours and my fingers are more than crossed. I tried to post some pics of her, some of her condition and one of her cuddling with hubby, and him grinning ear to ear, (Georgie's never REALLY taken to him and he's enthralled that babii's a daddy's girl) and yes, I've cut him off from the coffee
. I wrote this poem (her detailed story) for her, and for the thousand others like her, in hopes maybe even ONE person thinking of buying a baby will adopt one way or another instead. Granted It's out of 24 hours overloaded with caffine and no sleep, definitely no Shakespeare lol, but I hope the message is clear. ^____________________^Unknown where she came from,
a breeder or a store
Or how long she suffered
in neglect and cold remorse
when she was left abandoned
and her basic needs ignored
At least three weeks had passed,
but she had no sense of time
for her owners had forsaken her
without water, food, or light
So in the tiny cage she sat
and plucked, no will to fight
When all the feathers she could reach
were gone, her chest picked clean
she'd given up in agony,
nothing left to do but scream
so when the landlord heard her cries
she thought it were a dream
The details of her next five months
are quite unknown to me
I know only she was passed around
as "more work than they expected her to be"
then when a couple took her
She yet hoped for the best
and wondered what she'd done to cause
abandonment by the rest
they were not bad people,
they cared for her indeed
yet they had no knowing
of the things that she would need.
you see, they'd never owned a bird before
and choose a parrot as a first
then blindly taking words as truth
would only make it worse
Four months she lived with them in bliss,
for neither knew much better
than letting her live upon the porch,
regardless of the weather
Seed and seed alone was found
though it was more than she'd had for so long
that she had no way of knowing
how even this was wrong.
the supplements sounded swell in ads
but sold only chemicals and lies
and they knew not the danger
of locking cages with metal bread ties
Truly had they loved her,
yet the bird's lucky to be alive
Times got harder as they do,
and they became stuck in a bind
with passing days they realized
for the bird they had no time
Her nails were long and beak untrimmed
and then it crossed my mind
with all the dues and fees involved
We could buy a baby for this price
Happy, healthy, full of life
no feathers missing from it's chest
after all, so many say
that cute babies are always best
Eyes unclouded by sadness,
always willing to play
friendly with a total trust
hard times had never torn away
Then I looked into the deep black pools
of sad indifference to fate
and she spoke to my heart when she looked in my eyes
and asked how long before I'd throw her away
I knew the length and effort
it could take to gain her trust
and thought of all the things she'd need
knowing a baby would be much less fuss
I wondered if she'd ever
know a "home" could truly be
and after everything she's been through
if she could manage to love me
Something happened, unexplained
and she crept to the edge of the cage
then pressed her head upon the bars
while begging to step up with her leg
In my arms, she became all a fluff
and she leaned into my chest
Perhaps something deeper than words assured
this time was different from the rest
I tried to hide the wetness
dripping from my eyes
I've seen the toll abuse and neglect
take on bodies and mind
For having been through so much,
she'd done more than just survive
somehow through pain and loneliness
she'd kept a bit of her spirit alive
to lay in wait until the day
her forever home arrived
I laugh now because I'd never
have really walked away
truth be told I would pay twice
of what they asked that day
The birds who seem to cost so much,
Well, for themselves they pay
with that perfect baby in the window,
it could never be the same
for they will love you, it is true
and never question trust
but trust you earn, and love you gain
are incomparable to such
the baby who has lived a life
coddled and pain free
will be happy with your love and care
but never know what it means
the one's who's seen the worst of times
will love you all the more
because they know the difference
from the life they've lived before
Some people think them property,
this fact is sad but true
the only thing stuck in their mind
is how much they make from dues
the price tag on a "used bird"
forces so many to turn away
but when you do it's not the seller
but the bird who pays
for the fault is not on them
that they've been treated this way
the only thing they've ever asked
is to finally hear someone say
"come home with me, I'll show you love
keep you safe and feed you well
I know what you have been through
and I'll take you from this ****
I'll teach you that the past is past
and you'll never be alone
no matter the effort or time it takes
I'll prove this is your forever home"
