Featheredsamurai
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Today is the two year anniversary of when I first adopted Rosie (I've known Rosie for 6 years). She has given me so much utter despair, hopelessness, and nights of crying. I remember the day I realized she was emaciated, I cried and cried when I realized my friend was so starving. I didn't know anything was wrong because her chest had always felt that way.
She'd giving me much more than grief though, seeing her slowly become more active, playful, happy, and healthy has been amazing. I was in school when I adopted Rosie, I had no job and no time for one. I wanted to take her for a new bird check up, but my mom said that she was fine and we didn't need to. Being a new parront I myself had no idea of the extent of Rosie's health. After I realized she was emaciated my mom told me to "just feed her more". I was shocked, but started cooking food for her and trying to get her to eat more.
Rosie she was doing amazing, she had gained a little weight, had some new feathers, and had more life in her eyes. I was finally able to take her to a vet for a check up, she was doing better than ever but the vet took one look at her and said she was "one unhealthy bird".
Eight months after I got her the vet said she was in recovery from organ failure/liver disease and had a calcium deficiency. The vet told me she was shocked I managed to get her to this point without any help and seemed heart broken to now that Rosie's current state was 100 times better than when I adopted her. Rosie's vet said my determination to get Rosie on a better diet and try to get her to stop being catatonic saved her life.
Now having a job I immediately saved up to buy Rosie a huge cage, the cage she came with was a conure cage, only 22 wide X 17 deep X 40 tall. I also finally got her on Harrison's pellets(fine sized). I built her new cage in front of her, and put it next to her old cage. I was shocked to see her immediately climb in before I even had all the perches or bowls in it and never once looked back at her old cage. She became a different bird, full of life and happiness, everything only got better from that point.
We've gone through so much, and I absolutely adore her. Rosie is one of my best friends and I wouldn't change anything about her.
This is a song I recently found, the lyrics remind me of how Rosie started in such a sad state and is now free to live. I think of it as her unofficial theme song
[ame="http://youtu.be/Uq8Dgcy4MDY"]Owl City - Shooting Star - YouTube[/ame]
How Rosie looked when I got her, she was red!
And here she is now
2 months after I got her, this was part of her physical therapy to strengthen her legs and get all her joints moving.
You can see her tiny old, tri-colored, and a little rusty old cage. Only good thing was it had a playtop that she spent most of her time on.
now, looking better than ever. Underneath her wings is still bald, you just can't see it at the angle
She'd giving me much more than grief though, seeing her slowly become more active, playful, happy, and healthy has been amazing. I was in school when I adopted Rosie, I had no job and no time for one. I wanted to take her for a new bird check up, but my mom said that she was fine and we didn't need to. Being a new parront I myself had no idea of the extent of Rosie's health. After I realized she was emaciated my mom told me to "just feed her more". I was shocked, but started cooking food for her and trying to get her to eat more.
Rosie she was doing amazing, she had gained a little weight, had some new feathers, and had more life in her eyes. I was finally able to take her to a vet for a check up, she was doing better than ever but the vet took one look at her and said she was "one unhealthy bird".
Eight months after I got her the vet said she was in recovery from organ failure/liver disease and had a calcium deficiency. The vet told me she was shocked I managed to get her to this point without any help and seemed heart broken to now that Rosie's current state was 100 times better than when I adopted her. Rosie's vet said my determination to get Rosie on a better diet and try to get her to stop being catatonic saved her life.
Now having a job I immediately saved up to buy Rosie a huge cage, the cage she came with was a conure cage, only 22 wide X 17 deep X 40 tall. I also finally got her on Harrison's pellets(fine sized). I built her new cage in front of her, and put it next to her old cage. I was shocked to see her immediately climb in before I even had all the perches or bowls in it and never once looked back at her old cage. She became a different bird, full of life and happiness, everything only got better from that point.
We've gone through so much, and I absolutely adore her. Rosie is one of my best friends and I wouldn't change anything about her.
This is a song I recently found, the lyrics remind me of how Rosie started in such a sad state and is now free to live. I think of it as her unofficial theme song
[ame="http://youtu.be/Uq8Dgcy4MDY"]Owl City - Shooting Star - YouTube[/ame]
How Rosie looked when I got her, she was red!
And here she is now
2 months after I got her, this was part of her physical therapy to strengthen her legs and get all her joints moving.
You can see her tiny old, tri-colored, and a little rusty old cage. Only good thing was it had a playtop that she spent most of her time on.
now, looking better than ever. Underneath her wings is still bald, you just can't see it at the angle
