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| In Memory of ~Tahoe~ Feb 2000 - August 2000 |
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| This is Tahoe, my female Blue Masked Lovebird. All I can say about her is one word, and that is evil! She was such a sweetie deep down, but didn't like letting me know it. She prefered bugging my Cockatiel and she also prefered chewing my stuff and only being nice to me when she felt like it. Whenever she wanted a treat or her head scratched, she would come over and be all gentle and loving, then do her own thing...and she let me know, with a strong little bite! ;P Aside from her moodiness, she could get quite loud, especially when competing with Chant my Cockatiel. But I loved having her spunky and energetic personality around. She always amused me with her antics and playfulness. She loved hiding under things and playing with her toy bell. My friend Sabrina and I found this amazing petshop that specialized in mainly birds, and they had a bunch of lovebirds newly weaned. I chose Tahoe because she was such a gorgeous little girl, and very friendly at the time! ;) My friend chose a Black Masked Lovebird male that she named Teeky. He was a lot more friendly and gentle then Tahoe, but a lot more calm and less playful. As summer rolled around I brought Tahoe outside a lot, only because she seemed to never like flying, almost like she didn't want to. So I trust her outside, but put my Cockatiel in an outdoor cage. She was always happy to sit on my knee or shoulder and rest in the sunshine. I really enjoed having two birds around, it just made everything twice as much fun and I was happy to have her with me. One evening Sabrina came over for a sleep over and we talked while resting on my bed, looking at magazines and playing with Tahoe and Chant. We got all cozy under the covers and Tahoe seemed to love playing peek-a-boo with us. Chant flew back to his cage but Tahoe stayed with us. We didn't feel very tired but soon after we fell asleep. Suddenly I awoke with this horrible feeling and I screamed. I lifted up the covers and there was Tahoe, lying motionlessly in between Sabrina and I. I felt like throwing up and I started to cry. Sabrina woke up and just stared in shock at poor little Tahoe. I killed my bird I thought to myself, how could this have happened? But it seems like Tahoe feel asleep under the covers, and probably couldn't get enough oxygen and died in her sleep. Sabrina and I felt horrible and disgusted and sad all at once. Both of us knew better then to fall asleep with a small bird like that, but we couldn't help it, we made a stupid mistake. For the next couple of days I couldn't sleep well and I had nightmares about my sweet Tahoe. Sadly, just a week after she passed, Sabrina's bird Teeky suddendly died in his cage. We still do this day, do not understand why both of our lovebirds came and went so quickly. It was strange and unreal. Tahoe lived a short but sweet life and she will be greatly missed, all her bugging and biting as well :) I loved her for her loyalty and playfulness and she remains in my heart as the sassy little Lovebird I once knew. Sabrina and I both learned a huge lesson that sadly came with a big price. It was something odd and unlucky that had occured and I still don't understand why it had to happen. Maybe Tahoe was just too good for this world! My sweet little Tahoe, you will always be loved. |
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