Dewey Day

Today would have been Dewey’s second birthday. So in his honor, we decided to proclaim February 15th “Dewey Day”.gymSo today, kiss your budgie (if you’re lucky enough to have one), sing a little song, or indulge in a special treat. Harry and I are going to have oatmeal cookies (Dewey loved his oats).

cookiesdeweyoatballoonsHappy birthday Dewey – we miss you!

Budgie Dreams 10

budgiedream10Maybe when Sunny sleeps, she is dreaming about Dewey’s return. I miss him, too. This is what I remember about him.

We brought Dewey home because he had such bright colors and was a beautiful bird. After getting him home, we saw he had been sick and worried that we would have to return him. Instead, we cleaned him and watched him carefully. After going through quarantine, we introduced Dewey to Cooper. He immediately took to her, but she was somewhat indifferent to him. It wasn’t long before Ozzie came along and he and Dewey became good buddies.

Everything changed with the addition of Sunny. From the beginning, it was obvious that Dewey and Sunny were in love. Since they met, the two of them have never separated, until the very end. When Dewey got up in the morning, the first thing he did was go to Sunny’s side and start chatting her up. The two would always groom each other and when they did, it was obvious they were enjoying themselves.

I’d never really thought about birds having much personality, but Dewey changed that. If he wasn’t the leader of the flock, he was definitely the point man or the instigator. All the boys wanted to be Dewey and the girls wanted to be with him. He was the fruit ninja. Dewey played air hockey. He was my hockey team’s mascot.¬†Whenever we opened the cage, he was usually the first one out and the flock would not follow unless Dewey was flying around.

How Dewey loved to fly. All the birds are fully flighted, but Dewey just seemed to get an extra kick out of flying. When he was on your finger, he was always looking to where he would fly next.¬†The other birds climb down the cage to get back in. Not Dewey, he would jump off the top, turning in mid-air to swoop back in even though it was a few inches away. I liked to call that maneuver the “Dewey Drop”.

The flock has definitely gotten quieter since Dewey passed. You will be missed Little Man.

Our beautiful Dewey

dLast night our darling Dewey passed away. We had taken him to the vet on Saturday when we noticed he was listless, fluffed up and vomiting. The vet did a culture and gave him an antibiotic. He also gave us some anti-nausea medicine to administer to him at home.

We kept him warm and in a separate room. Over the course of the next day, he never really improved. He died while I was holding him.

Dewey was the sweetest (he never once bit anyone), friendliest little budgie. He was our little “Mr. Handsome”. He doted on Sunny, and was by her side constantly. We’re just heartbroken and can’t believe he’s gone. I like to think that he’s somewhere warm, flying in a big blue sky above golden millet fields.