This photo was taken after we discovered Cloud had a bulging tumor last year. Just a few short weeks before, we lost Katherine's bird, Sunshine, because of a similar fatty tumor.
Cloud lived much longer with his tumor because it eventually reduced in size after we learned to reduce his 'fatty' seed intake and supply more vegetables. All the birds now enjoy broccoli, and carrots especially.
We're grateful Cloud lived much longer than we expected!
A few weeks ago, we found Cloud distressed at the bottom of the aviary. We pampered him there, and took turns holding him to provide warmth and comfort. Our friend, Eileen, suggested we separate him (due to illness/vulnerability) from the other birds, so we did, and added the more consistent warmth of a heating pad under his cage.
Kat asked that day, "Do you think the birds are talking to Cloud and saying, 'It's ok Cloud, we'll get you out!, because after all, you know they're probably thinking 'oooooh, that's the cage no birdy comes out of alive'". Silly girl~
I reminded her, and Cloud, "It's the special care cage for sick little birdies who need our tender loving attn and care."
A couple of hours later, John called me to the aviary...
"Mom, come look at Cloud!!"
What a precious sight to behold...Cloud was truly feeling better, moving around to check out his special care cage!
Lend Me a Bird
I will lend to you for awhile a bird, God said.
For you to love while he lives, and mourn when he's dead.
Maybe for twelve or fourteen years, or maybe two or three.
But will you, 'till I call him back, take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you and, should his stay be brief
You'll always have his memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught below I want this bird to learn.
I've looked the whole world over in search of teachers true.
And from the folk that crowds life's land I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain?
Nor hate me when I come to take my bird home again?
I fancied that I heard them say 'Dear Lord Thy Will Be Done'
For all the joys this bird brings the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may.
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay.
But should you call him back much sooner than we planned, We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand. If, by our love we've managed your wishes to achieve, Then in memory of him whom we loved, please help us while we grieve. When our cherished bird departs this world of strife, Please send yet another needing soul for us to love all his life.
Author Unknown
