I'll share about Baby

[Missi]

On the way home today, I was listening to a mix cd that I had made a little bit ago. One of the songs on there was the song that I dedicated to my late Indian Ringneck, Baby. Baby passed away in August of 2006 before I joined here so I never got to share about him here. Hope you don't mind if I do now.

My boyfriend and I took Baby on vacation to my mum's house with us. Everything was going just peachy and it seemed he really enjoyed himself. He really loved his grandma too. Well a turn of events happened Sunday morning about 15 minutes before we were to leave for the bus station to catch a ride to the air port to head back home to Florida. I was taking Baby's travel cage to the kitchen to clean it out and the bottom tray slid out and old veggies and poo fell from it. I asked my boyfriend to vacuum it up while I scrubbed the cage. He got the wrong vacuum and came out to get the dust buster. All the sudden we heart bone chilling screaming. I knew the dog had Baby, I have never ever heard him scream like that. EVER. I will never get the noise or picture out of my head. My boyfriend accidentially left the door open because the dog was following him away from the room. I ran to the room screaming. There was my dog looking up at me with Baby in her mouth. I got Baby out and he did not look good at all. He couldn't move his lil legs and there was blood on his chest. I cradled him, screaming to call a vet...it was a nightmare of craziness and my boyfriend, mum, and brother were chasing after me. I was going insane with heart pain and panic. I looked back down at him and his eye was half closed but I could still see his sweet little tounge moving in his beak. I handed him to mum and just kinda stared at the phone mumbling, "call a vet......call...a vet." I took Baby back from my mum and his eyes were closed and his head and neck went limp when I took my hand away. He was gone. I sobbed and ran outside cradling him. His little body went cold in my arms and I kept saying, "we have to bury him....we can't throw him away...we HAVE to bury him!" I grabbed a snow shovel and started digging. I couldn't do it and had my boyfriend do it while I held Baby's cold little body and kissed him over and over. My boyfriend was silent in guilt. It wasn't his fault but he just kept repeating, "It's all my fault. I can't believe this happened. I can't believe it." I just couldn't look at Baby's body all that much though. We wrapped his body in a soft flower cloth and I set his favorite toy on top of him and we covered him up to lay to rest. It was like I was stuck in a terrible nightmare. It still feels that way a little. This bird was my child. A huge part of my life. Like my mum said, there was never a parrot as loved as Baby was. I cried all the way to the bus station. I cried all the way on the bus ride to the airport. Finally I cried almost all of the plane ride home. Every thing I did when I got back reminded me of sweet little Baby. He was so intertwined in my life, now gone at 6 months of age. Every moment at home I would have him out with me. I would rush in the door after work or errands and grab him out of his cage and attack him with kisses. I would always bury my face in his neck and just breathe him in while he kissed my nose...oh how it would calm me down and relax me...and that sweet corny smelling birdy breath. Part of my heart had died with Baby's passing.
As I sobbed in the plane my boyfriend comforted me and himself. He thought of the idea that Baby was our Angel. God sent him to us for as reason. He completed his mission and God took him back so he may bless another family for whatever reason and amount of time, but will always be our guardian angel looking over us. He will always live in our thoughts and heart. I couldn't believe my boyfriend thought that up. That is the most emotion I have ever seen him emit. Then I got this image of Baby perched on God's shoulder waiting for his next mission.

I still love that little boy like crazy. He still lives so strong in my heart! I have a frame of his pictures and feathers on the wall that I always see.

Here is the little Baby of my life...

[jessica313]

Missi, that story brought tears to my eyes. i am so sorry for your loss. those pictures are so beautiful.... im sure baby is lookin down at you now as u share his story...

[Ginich]

Missi, Baby was a beautiful bird. What a traumatic turn of events! I 'm so sorry you lost Baby.

[Valo's Moirana]

i'm sorry you lost your baby.... and i can feel your pain - i feel about valo like you describe your feelings for baby.... and loosing such an important part of your life by so traumatic events is heart wrenching....

you know what they say? "those who are kept alive in our hearts, never die"

[Missi]

Thank you guys for your kind words! I believe Baby truely does still live in my heart! Every day I still miss him and wish I had him to cuddle with, but then I wouldn't have gotten Jazzy the brat. Things happen for reasons but I know he'll always be watching over Jazzy, my boyfriend, and I.

[Araki]

That was so sad. Baby was beatiful. I am sure Jazzy is a happy bird.

[habs71]

Jeez Missi, what a sad story..my heart goes out to you. Baby was such a beautiful looking fid!

I wish you all the best.


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[dgcashier]

So sorry for your loss. Hes was a beautiful bird. You pictures of him are just gorgeous

[Trent's Mommy]

I am so sorry to hear about your loss......... it is so hard!

[Doyle'sMommy]

Oh Missi that story was hard to read. You had me crying. I think your BF is right he is your guardian angel and Jazzy's too. He was a beautiful bird!