Rico_Tiel
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- Oct 21, 2022
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- Parrots
- Ricochet - Cockatiel (male)
Cricket - Budgie (female)
Gabriel - Budgie (male)
Ice - Budgie (male, deceased. 2013-2021)
Tea - Budgie (male, deceased. 2014-2021)
So, this is their life story from what I can rememberā¦
So, a little background of them: they were 6 and 7 when I had gotten them. They had gotten a new home roughly every year before I got them. Apparently they had been through 5 or 6 new homes before they got to me. The situation we got them from was a neglect situation where their owner was caught up with college and began neglecting them. They were apparently in a basement with very little light according to my parents but they were relatively well cared for. Clean cage, a few toys, flight cage, and a couple natural wood perches. They were on pellets and seeds and had Cuttlebone. So their care was fairly decent. I knew all of this before getting them. So, with that out of the way, letās begin!
So, I had been researching budgies for roughly two or three years before getting them. I would BEG to get a pair of budgies and would say āoh Iāll do extra chores!ā Or the sort. And then, in 2020, my parents stumbled upon an ad on Craigslist. My parents had also found out I wasā¦ letās say different (just wording it that way since itās quite an abnormal identity and I doubt anyone here could take me seriously if I said what it is)a few months prior. They obviously didnāt understand it even when I explained it and instead of researching it or asking more about it, they bullied me for a few months. They then came up with a plan. They made a proposal. If I stopped doing that āweird s**tā around them, I could get my dream budgies. And I instantly agreed since they said I couldnāt do it around them, not all together. I assumed we would go to petco to pick out some budgies because I didnāt know about bird mills. About 2 days later, I was fast asleep, it was like 11AM, and it was may 12th? I think? Im not sure, but early may. And my parents walk into my room and my dad sets their travel cage down on my futon/bed. I was very confused and was like āhuh?ā Then my mom wheels in the flight cage. I realized what was going on and was like āwait, no way.ā I do t remember much of that day, but I do remember letting them fly around and do whatever.
I remember introducing them to my bff and they made a bad joke that almost made me lose my mind. I told them that human saliva was toxic to birds and they said they LICKED THEIR HANDS PRIOR TO TOUCHING THEM. I gave them a horrified, angry, and āI am going to end your bloodlineā look. And was like āWHAT?!ā They said āwoah! Calm down, itās just a joke!ā And I simply grumbled in response.
May, June, and July passed as usual with them flying around and playing together while I played ARK religiously and spending my every dime and dollar on them, buying toys and perches for them. I will admit, I wasnāt the best to them. They mainly ate seeds, they had mirrors, and at one point a happy hut. I made many mistakes in their care.
August came around and they got a big box of toys in the mail. It had all sorts of fun toys in it. Wood, seagrass, cuttlebone, cornhusk, etc. they loved it! September and October passed as usual, just with added online school. November was no different, but they met my other bff. They liked her a lot. They were all over her favorite hat and chirped more when she was over.
December came and they saw both of my Besties often. We would play ARK on my ps4 on my really old and crappy TV (EVERYTHING was very pixelated, it had a white patch at the top of the green because it was an OLD plasma tv, and it could not handle ARK at ALL. Christmas came and the budgies got many toys from my parents and I and my grandparents got me some cool Dino figures and some money! My parents also got me a new TV (which was taken out by Rico 2 years later) and they got me a taxidermic fox tail keychain!
January was a great month! I got some soda candy, some pocky, a hand fan to pretend to be James Charles in my spare time (before I knew he was a bad dude), my budgies were absolutely destroying their toys, they were flying around and being absolutely crazy, they were LOVING life, and I was really enjoying life with my budgies! They were really shining through! Until tragedy struckā¦
February 15th, 2021. Tea was acting very strangely. It was a few days after his 7th hatchday, He was on the bottom of the cage now. He could get around to eat and drink, but mainly stayed at the bottom. He would run around at the bottom, so I assumed he was okay and fine. This went on for three days.
February 18th, 2021. It was a beautiful morning. I was happy and ready to have a great day! I uncovered the cage and didnāt see tea. My heart sunk and I looked down and there he was, laying on the cage bottom. He was cold, stiff, and had clearly died in the night.I dropped down to the floor and opened the bottom door and picked up his body. The shock I was in kept me composed and I just looked at him in my hands as it set in. I donāt remember if I set him back or went to the door to tell my mom about it. And then I started crying. She grabbed a towel, rolled him up in it, and placed his body in the shed to protect him from predators while the snow and ground thawed. He was buried in may. I became numb and depressed and I just stopped functioning properly. I barely ate, slept a lot, wasnāt interested in anything, and I just didnāt feel very much joy. I even wanted to die some days. The rest of the year passed like that. I did eat more by may but I just wanted to die some days, and other days I just wanted to feel happiness. And in October. I lost Ice in the same exact way.
November 18th, 2021.
I woke up happily for once, around the same time I lost tea. Ice turned 8 in march. I uncovered his cage and there he was. He was fluffed up on the bottom of the cage. I picked him up and tried giving him food or water but he was dying. My attempts of saving him were futile. He died in my hands an hour later. I sang to him, I held him close, and I told him it was okay to let go, that tea was waiting for him. His body tensed up, his pupil constricted and he went limp. His eyes looked like a blown out candle. My mom was gone like she was after I found out tea died and I texted her , asking about what to do with his body. She told me to roll him in a towel and put him in a plastic tub and set it out on the grill table. I did and every. Single. Time. When I walked by the back windows, I would look at the tub and my heart would rebreak. I took his cage out of my room and I cried for DAYS. That wound hasnāt healed fully.
a month later, we got Rico, and he saved me.
And that was Ice and Teaās story from what I could remember. I still do miss them everyday. Their sweet little faces. Their precious chirps. Their adorably playful natureā¦ nothing could ever replace them. But meeting someone new, can really heal the soul. Thatās what happened with Rico and I.
So, a little background of them: they were 6 and 7 when I had gotten them. They had gotten a new home roughly every year before I got them. Apparently they had been through 5 or 6 new homes before they got to me. The situation we got them from was a neglect situation where their owner was caught up with college and began neglecting them. They were apparently in a basement with very little light according to my parents but they were relatively well cared for. Clean cage, a few toys, flight cage, and a couple natural wood perches. They were on pellets and seeds and had Cuttlebone. So their care was fairly decent. I knew all of this before getting them. So, with that out of the way, letās begin!
So, I had been researching budgies for roughly two or three years before getting them. I would BEG to get a pair of budgies and would say āoh Iāll do extra chores!ā Or the sort. And then, in 2020, my parents stumbled upon an ad on Craigslist. My parents had also found out I wasā¦ letās say different (just wording it that way since itās quite an abnormal identity and I doubt anyone here could take me seriously if I said what it is)a few months prior. They obviously didnāt understand it even when I explained it and instead of researching it or asking more about it, they bullied me for a few months. They then came up with a plan. They made a proposal. If I stopped doing that āweird s**tā around them, I could get my dream budgies. And I instantly agreed since they said I couldnāt do it around them, not all together. I assumed we would go to petco to pick out some budgies because I didnāt know about bird mills. About 2 days later, I was fast asleep, it was like 11AM, and it was may 12th? I think? Im not sure, but early may. And my parents walk into my room and my dad sets their travel cage down on my futon/bed. I was very confused and was like āhuh?ā Then my mom wheels in the flight cage. I realized what was going on and was like āwait, no way.ā I do t remember much of that day, but I do remember letting them fly around and do whatever.
I remember introducing them to my bff and they made a bad joke that almost made me lose my mind. I told them that human saliva was toxic to birds and they said they LICKED THEIR HANDS PRIOR TO TOUCHING THEM. I gave them a horrified, angry, and āI am going to end your bloodlineā look. And was like āWHAT?!ā They said āwoah! Calm down, itās just a joke!ā And I simply grumbled in response.
May, June, and July passed as usual with them flying around and playing together while I played ARK religiously and spending my every dime and dollar on them, buying toys and perches for them. I will admit, I wasnāt the best to them. They mainly ate seeds, they had mirrors, and at one point a happy hut. I made many mistakes in their care.
August came around and they got a big box of toys in the mail. It had all sorts of fun toys in it. Wood, seagrass, cuttlebone, cornhusk, etc. they loved it! September and October passed as usual, just with added online school. November was no different, but they met my other bff. They liked her a lot. They were all over her favorite hat and chirped more when she was over.
December came and they saw both of my Besties often. We would play ARK on my ps4 on my really old and crappy TV (EVERYTHING was very pixelated, it had a white patch at the top of the green because it was an OLD plasma tv, and it could not handle ARK at ALL. Christmas came and the budgies got many toys from my parents and I and my grandparents got me some cool Dino figures and some money! My parents also got me a new TV (which was taken out by Rico 2 years later) and they got me a taxidermic fox tail keychain!
January was a great month! I got some soda candy, some pocky, a hand fan to pretend to be James Charles in my spare time (before I knew he was a bad dude), my budgies were absolutely destroying their toys, they were flying around and being absolutely crazy, they were LOVING life, and I was really enjoying life with my budgies! They were really shining through! Until tragedy struckā¦
February 15th, 2021. Tea was acting very strangely. It was a few days after his 7th hatchday, He was on the bottom of the cage now. He could get around to eat and drink, but mainly stayed at the bottom. He would run around at the bottom, so I assumed he was okay and fine. This went on for three days.
February 18th, 2021. It was a beautiful morning. I was happy and ready to have a great day! I uncovered the cage and didnāt see tea. My heart sunk and I looked down and there he was, laying on the cage bottom. He was cold, stiff, and had clearly died in the night.I dropped down to the floor and opened the bottom door and picked up his body. The shock I was in kept me composed and I just looked at him in my hands as it set in. I donāt remember if I set him back or went to the door to tell my mom about it. And then I started crying. She grabbed a towel, rolled him up in it, and placed his body in the shed to protect him from predators while the snow and ground thawed. He was buried in may. I became numb and depressed and I just stopped functioning properly. I barely ate, slept a lot, wasnāt interested in anything, and I just didnāt feel very much joy. I even wanted to die some days. The rest of the year passed like that. I did eat more by may but I just wanted to die some days, and other days I just wanted to feel happiness. And in October. I lost Ice in the same exact way.
November 18th, 2021.
I woke up happily for once, around the same time I lost tea. Ice turned 8 in march. I uncovered his cage and there he was. He was fluffed up on the bottom of the cage. I picked him up and tried giving him food or water but he was dying. My attempts of saving him were futile. He died in my hands an hour later. I sang to him, I held him close, and I told him it was okay to let go, that tea was waiting for him. His body tensed up, his pupil constricted and he went limp. His eyes looked like a blown out candle. My mom was gone like she was after I found out tea died and I texted her , asking about what to do with his body. She told me to roll him in a towel and put him in a plastic tub and set it out on the grill table. I did and every. Single. Time. When I walked by the back windows, I would look at the tub and my heart would rebreak. I took his cage out of my room and I cried for DAYS. That wound hasnāt healed fully.
a month later, we got Rico, and he saved me.
And that was Ice and Teaās story from what I could remember. I still do miss them everyday. Their sweet little faces. Their precious chirps. Their adorably playful natureā¦ nothing could ever replace them. But meeting someone new, can really heal the soul. Thatās what happened with Rico and I.
