Alfie turned one (ish) today!
Alfie’s presents were a rainbow footie toy and a toy with lots of bells (Alfie loves his bells).
The budgies celebrated with millet and Alfie’s favorite treat – romaine lettuce!
Happy Birthday Alfie!
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Emmy meets the flock
Even though Emmy isn’t finger tame (or even close to being so), we put her cage in the same room with the rest of the flock. We thought maybe Emmy’s presence would be a bit of a distraction for the budgies.
Cooper didn’t seem too curious about the new girl.
Alfie showed some initial interest, so I put him in the cage with her. But he just wanted to play with her toy.
I took all the budgies out to visit.
They promptly fell asleep.
Poor Emmy – she so wants to be with them, and goes nuts climbing all over the cage to get to them. But the budgies just don’t seem to be interested. Maybe it’s because she’s so young.
Thank goodness for Ozzie. He’s our little welcome wagon. He’ll fly over and visit occasionally with her. What a little sweetie.
Gone, but never forgotten
Dewey in Action
Dewey week continues with a video I found while going through the Cooper files. This was taken in December 2012:
And here are some of Dewey’s greatest hits:
And I love you so
Cooper sings a song for Dewey.
Song – “And I Love You So” by Don McLean
Budgie Dreams 9
I wonder what Dewey was dreaming about?
Blue
Just some pictures of Dewey that were never posted.
Coming home.
Hello Baby Dewey!
Buddies.
Mr. Handsome.
Sunny and Dewey sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.
Our beautiful Dewey
Last 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.
Six Days a Week
After posting every day since the dawn of Cooper’s Corner, the budgies and I have decided to take off one day each week to relax and goof off. Most likely it will be Sunday – unless something exciting happens that day : ).
Budgies in Art
Budgie portraits by Margaret Petchell.
