Holly Toadstool (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} holly_toadstool) wrote,@ 2007-05-01 21:48:00 |
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è! in peace, Poedersuiker
My dear little friend
Poedersuiker
has passed away today.
May you be re-united with the Freule and
è! in birdie heaven for all eternity.
This gorgeous little white zebrafinch already stood out the first day she was delivered to the pet department where I worked. She è'd most loudly and sometimes managed 6 è!'s in a row! The other birds got very jealous and bullied her like mad.
A woman came and purchased her. A day later she brought Poedersuiker back because the birds in her aviary also bullied Poedersuiker up to a point where she'd just sit in a corner and sulk.
I felt sorry for the little dame and brought her home. I purchased her a mate, Pepper.
(He's on the right, he always has his beak open on pictures.)
Unfortunately Pepper plucked her often and even their kids weren't safe for his pluckiness. After moving Pepper to someone else's aviary, Poedersuiker was alone once more.
Then a miracle happened! When I came to work I saw, sulking in a corner, a little male zebrafinch who had been attacked and pullied to a point where he was bald, shaking and even bleeding. Plukkie, as he was named, and Poedersuiker became a lovely couple and he stayed at her side till her tragic heartattack next to the foodbowl.
Many a'fond memory are linked to this bird, for she'd sometimes è! in her sleep at four a.m.
A less fond memory though is that sometimes when she had nightmares, she'd jump out of her nest and fly wildly around the cage, smacking in to the sides, even long after I had turned the lights on for her.
She had four lovely kids, a white one, two grey/white ones and a grey one. They found a new home.
Poedersuiker died of natural causes at an unknown age.
My dear little friend
Poedersuiker
has passed away today.
May you be re-united with the Freule and
è! in birdie heaven for all eternity.
This gorgeous little white zebrafinch already stood out the first day she was delivered to the pet department where I worked. She è'd most loudly and sometimes managed 6 è!'s in a row! The other birds got very jealous and bullied her like mad.
A woman came and purchased her. A day later she brought Poedersuiker back because the birds in her aviary also bullied Poedersuiker up to a point where she'd just sit in a corner and sulk.
I felt sorry for the little dame and brought her home. I purchased her a mate, Pepper.
(He's on the right, he always has his beak open on pictures.)
Unfortunately Pepper plucked her often and even their kids weren't safe for his pluckiness. After moving Pepper to someone else's aviary, Poedersuiker was alone once more.
Then a miracle happened! When I came to work I saw, sulking in a corner, a little male zebrafinch who had been attacked and pullied to a point where he was bald, shaking and even bleeding. Plukkie, as he was named, and Poedersuiker became a lovely couple and he stayed at her side till her tragic heartattack next to the foodbowl.
Many a'fond memory are linked to this bird, for she'd sometimes è! in her sleep at four a.m.
A less fond memory though is that sometimes when she had nightmares, she'd jump out of her nest and fly wildly around the cage, smacking in to the sides, even long after I had turned the lights on for her.
She had four lovely kids, a white one, two grey/white ones and a grey one. They found a new home.
Poedersuiker died of natural causes at an unknown age.
