My budgie died on tuesday.
He was the first pet i ever had, i got him when i was twelve (12 years ago!). He was supposed to be a starter pet, so that i'd learn to look after an animal before getting a dog or cat. But he ended up being the one and only pet.
My budgie liked celery, jingley bunches of keys, millet spray, listening to the sound of his own recorded voice, reflective surfaces ("who is that handsome devil?"), bells and rubbish tie twists.
He was pretty sick towards the end. I like to think he's in now budgie heaven where they can eat as much as they like (without being called obese) and get high on eucalyptus all day long.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
RIP Buzzy
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