So yeah...up until recently I had happily forgotten about my old green wing Macaw that I got as a birthday present about 3 years ago...my parents bought it for me...I wanted an awesome pirate name for it so I named it Jack...we got it tested to check the gender and of course, it was a she xD So Jack or "Yack" and my people would say...became Jackie...
I had her for less than a year...before she ate some rat poison and died...we had just bought her a really nice custom built cage...I can still remember that day...
It was Saturday morning and I was still in bed...then I remember my mother bursting into my room saying "Mijo, mijo! La Jackie se comio veneno de raton!" as soon as I heard those words I remember going from sound alseep to up and about. I remember pushing her out of my way, reaching for my pants and boots and a clean shirt I was out the door in less than 30 seconds. I ran through the house looking for her and my dad was hurrying getting his keys and I asked him what had happend..he told me that she had gotten some rat poison and ate a block of it...
I remember finding her in her little crate they had put her in, she looked fine...for the moment...less than a minute after we were off to the vets...we left my mother at home..2 days later Jackie died...
Waiting those 2 days was probably one of the worst experiences of my life...I had learned that earlier that morning my mom had decided to take her out of he cage to let her run around the house (She was a baby when we got her, she had just finished getting her last feathers in so she still couldn't fly...) and of course...the house was still being rebuilt and they had moved the furniture out and there was still some rat poison blocks around...they hadn't thrown them out nor watched her...
I remember yelling at my mother, I said terrible things to her, I even made her cry...and I don't regret it one bit, what I had said was true and she knew it...
After loosing her and I remember isolating myself from anything related to birds...up until recently I was perfectly fine ignoring all things bird...then the other day my mom decided to remind me about her, pointing out every little picture of Macaws..and now all I do is notice the many pictures of Macaws and get sad...damn ******** damn her (my mother).
And of course, According to Jim just had an episode with an exotic bird, it wasn't a Macaw but it was close enough...
Well...that's all 50 gold for me....
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