My Little Angel Gipsy

by Bianca
(Romania)

I got Gipsy 4 years ago,he came into my life without me even planning it. I was living alone that period. My mum bought a cockatiel, and the next day she gave it to me because she changed her mind about owning a bird. I took her, but because she would not eat anything for 2 days,I decided to return her to the pet store and get another one in return. And that's how I brought him, in a little box, I remember opening the box and he was so scared little one.

He came to me the next day and he ate with me. He was singing to me in the shower. He was owning all the house. I never complained of the mess he did, or of the noise, I just loved him so much. We slept together and I used to tell him good night and good morning. He was there all the time....with me. I got a boyfriend and he got jealous, screaming and biting his favourite things. I used to even argue with him for Gipsy cause he wanted him locked in the cage and I never agreed.

I never realized I love him so much! He used to scream when I stepped out of the room, making me return to him to spend time. I don't know what caused him death, we came back home and we found some food rests he threw up and he didn't eat 2 days. I went to the vet and gave me some antibiotics but it wouldn't work. I went to all vets from my town, maybe it was the bugs pesticides I sprayed in the house few weeks ago, I did everything I could.

Poor guy he was trying to eat for me, he suffered 1 week, I gave with forced food then he started to eat alone, but on Friday, the 20th of September, he wanted out of the cage and he would come on my finger (never did that before, he was scared of fingers) and then jumped on my chest. I realized I'm going to lose him, I was so desperate but there's nothing I could do, he was dying on me.

My boyfriend said I should leave him on the cage cause it would hurt me but he didn't want to get back to his cage he refused and I went to the bedroom with him, hoping and he opened his eyes after a while just a lil bit looking at me. The things I saw in his eyes. He was sorry, he knew I was suffering and he suffered too. He was gonna die and then he opened them large and the pain started and I was praying and I kept him on my shoulder until he died. I was still caressing him when my boyfriend said he is dead.

I couldn't believe it. I'm still suffering,I miss him, I feel like I'm guilty, maybe keeping him in the cage would have saved him. I miss my Gipsy every day. I only hope that he is there in heaven flying happy, being free. He looked like an angel dying, he broke me in pieces. I just miss Gipsy, I miss his personality. Now I have his stuffed bear friend, I hold the bear and kiss it and remember him. Everyone thinks I'm crazy crying for a bird, but I cant help it, I'm damaged, he was a part of me. I love him!