Alex, I Shall Love You Eternally, My Best Friend Ever! Options

[AngelCareOne]

I'm not really certain if I'm in the correct forum but given all the background and facts, it appears most certain that Alex was murdered. Was he sold? That's believable. Was he given away? Perhaps. Was he murdered? Well, I got to my Buddy dog and Styx kitty just in the nick of time before they were euthanized as strays. It is very believable that Alex was murdered. What is not believable are the stories that I was fed as to what happened to Alex because, scientifically speaking, it defies the laws of Physics ergo is impossible to have occurred on this plane of existence. Ummm ... Please forgive my tears. I will tell all about what happened but first, I want so much to speak with my Alex.

Alex - May 1, 1993 to October 16, 2007 Having had a life expectancy of around 40 years.

Dearest Alex, "Once I had the rarest rose that ever deigned to bloom. Cruel winter chilled the bud and stole my flower too soon." You're that rarest rose, my most cherished Alex. My heart beats for you and bleeds for you so still falls the rain.

I promised you that I'd always be there to protect you and keep you from the cold. I failed. Please forgive me! But, now "the floor of Heaven is laid with stars as bright as gold; They shine for you and burn for all to see!" I know you can't come back and set my spirit free but your spirit is free and that's what matters most. I Love You!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhG8zC4npsE

Alex, I truly thought I'd see you again. But "the plans they made put an end to you." I should have known. There were so many 'red flags' and I didn't see them. If only I had known then what I know now. I would have never let them take you into their "care" and none of this would have ever happened. I'm so sorry!

"Won't you look down upon me, Jesus? Will you help me make a stand and just get me through another day? Yes, my body's aching and my time is at hand so I don't know how I'll make it any other way. You know I've seen fire and rain and sunny days that I thought would never end." Even though I'm alone, I've never in my life felt lonely until I lost you, Sweet Alex. I miss you so much!

You're the very best friend I've ever had both human and animal. I can still remember our simple conversations, your funny, mischievous little pranks, your laughter and your tears. I remember the last words you said to me over and over again as you kissed me loudly, "I Love You! I Love You! I Love You!" Alex, I Love You, Too!

I just always thought I'd see you at least one more time again ...

http://youtube.com/watch?v=-T35WXFOmwI

Dearest Alex,

"Sorry I never told you all I wanted to say. And now it's too late to hold you 'cause you've flown away. So far away ...

Never had I imagined living without your smile. Feeling and knowing you hear me. It keeps me alive. Alive!

And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven like so many friends we've lost along the way.
And I know eventually we'll be together. One Sweet Day!

Picture a little scene from Heaven.

Darling I never showed you. Assumed you'd always be there. I took your presence for granted.
But I always cared! And I miss the love we shared!

Although the sun will never shine the same again. I'll always look to a brighter day.
Lord I know when I lay me down to sleep. You will always listen as I pray!

And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven like so many friends we've lost along the way.
And I know eventually we'll be together. One Sweet Day!

Picture a little scene from Heaven.

Sorry I never told you ... All I wanted to say ... "

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wxauhK-sn2s

And Alex, "Who can say for certain maybe you're still here. I feel you all around me. Your memory's so clear.
Deep in the stillness, I can hear you speak. You're still an inspiration. Can it be ...

That you are my Forever Love. And you are watching over me from up above.

Fly me up to where you are beyond the distant star.
I wish upon tonight to see you smile! If only for a while to know you're there.
A breath away's not far to where you are.

Are you gently sleeping here inside my dream? And isn't faith believing all power can't be seen.
As my heart holds you just one beat away, I cherish all you gave me everyday!

'Cause you are my Forever Love watching me from up above.
And I believe that Angels breathe and that Love will live on and never leave!

Fly me up to where you are, beyond the distant star!
I wish upon tonight to see you smile if only for a while to know you're there.
A breath away's not far to where you are.

I know you're there! A breath away's not far to where you are."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fIAQCiMIEEQ

Most Precious Alex, Thank You for the very best 15 years, 5 months and 11 days of my life. Mere words cannot even begin to express how sorry I am that your life was cut so short. You were so very dear, sweet, loving, playful, intelligent, compassionate, trusting with such a kind and gentle mind and soul. You did not deserve what happened to you.

All three of them are now being held accountable for what they did, Alex. I promised you'd have earthly justice as long as there was one breath left in my body. That's what friends are for. Best friends! As for Heavenly Justice? Well, that's not my call but I'm sure that God will take care of it.

I'll meet you at the Rainbow Bridge, Alex! Until then, play, sing, dance, talk up a storm and have lots of fun. Party on and Be Happy! Okay? I Love You My Best Friend, Constant Companion and Feather Child!

All My Love Eternally,
Your Mama Angel xoxoxox

[AngelCareOne]

I found the other post from April of 2006. Even though I'm talking with Debbie, Tracey and Sherry, I'm only going to copy MY posts ... Just for now. I may edit later. I've known Debbie and Tracey for about 10 years and they are great friends. Sherry is a treasure and I've known her for close to 5 years. Here is the link to the message board ...

http://thecatbirdseat.yuku.com/directory

And the direct link to the thread where I'm expressing much concern about Alex parrot and Buddy dog ...

http://thecatbirdseat.yuku.com/topic/3556

Since the above forum is private and password protected, you may not be about to enter. Below, I'll copy and paste my posts and the dates I made them THANKS FOR ALLOWING ME TO PUT ALL THIS INFORMATION HERE. BLESSINGS!!!

Thread Title: "Another Whine, Please Forgive - Alex and Buddy"

04/18/06 13:56:03

Early this morning out of nowhere, Alex began with, "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" Then his crying sounds. He repeated this several times. I checked him over and ... couldn't find anything wrong. Perhaps he was trying to get attention? Express unhappiness? However, I feel he may have been in some sort of pain somewhere and expressing it. BUT! Later, he was talking and singing with happy tones. Still, I'm concerned. Should I be? PS. He's on my shoulder now giving me kisses and talking to me. No, he really is. Not a hallucination.

Buddy ... Excuse me ... I'm crying but will try my best to type. *Pause* Ever since I've not been able to walk him, he's been so understanding. He'll sleep on the sofa or floor or by the sliding glass door looking outside.

He always goes to the sliding glass back door to tell me when he needs to go out to do his business then let's me know when he wants back in. He jumps and wags his tail and I pet and "rough him up" playfully then give him a cookie. (Doggie biscuit.)

The last couple of days, he's made it clear in his body language that he is begging to be walked. *Pause* Last night he asked to go outside and I let him. I waited a very long time and checked up on Buddy. I slid open the door and asked him if he wanted to come inside. No, he didn't. He expressed again how badly he wanted to go for a run on the common grounds. *Pause* I told him how sorry I am and closed the sliding glass door.

Buddy then spent the night outside on the outdoor "rug" right up against the sliding glass door on the outside. I did check on him to make sure he was there and the gate had not been opened for his escape. I let him sleep outside until he asked to come in again this morning. Again, he begged to go for a walk and run.

Poor Buddy! He's been so patient but he yearns so very badly to run and play again out on the common grounds. I NEED to get him out there! He's gotten even fatter. I am having thoughts that Buddy knows his health is at stake and NEEDS to go running for exercise or his heart will fail.

*Tears* Sorry, so very sorry everyone. Please, what am I to do? I don't know what to do. Buddy is in very desperate need of running and losing weight or I am cutting years away from his life span and his physical heart is suffering. What am I to do?

Thank you for listening to me. Love to all!

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(04/18/06 15:11:43

Update: Just this moment, Alex in his nest box cried out, "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" And started crying again. It lasted about a minute. Then he began to make happy chirps and sounds. Then came the "Ut Oh! Ut Oh! Ut Oh!" Then he started calling out, "Cocoa! Cocoa! Cocoa!" (My kitty before Styx.) Then came "S of a B! S of a B! S of a B!" Then more calling of Cocoa and then more chirping. Then crying again.

Is he trying to tell me something? Usually what he says holds meaning except for those times when he's just playfully messing around and I can tell those times after ... it will be 14 years this May 1st.

Now he is very silent. No sounds at all. I'm going to lift the lid to the nest box and check on him. BRB ... Never mind, he heard me coming, came out of the nest box and is perching on the gate of his cage. He has an odd expression of face and body and NO! Not a delusion. I can definitely tell. I mean about the odd expression. WTH?

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04/18/06 22:19:24

I've been reading, researching and studying websites for hours today to try and figure out what Alex was expressing and I feel I've possibly figured it out.

Here again is what happened: "Just this moment, Alex in his nest box cried out, "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" And started crying again. It lasted about a minute. Then he began to make happy chirps and sounds. Then came the "Ut Oh! Ut Oh! Ut Oh!" Then he started calling out, "Cocoa! Cocoa! Cocoa!" (My kitty before Styx.) Then came "S of a B! S of a B! S of a B!" Then more calling of Cocoa and then more chirping. Then crying again."

*From all I read including many, many case histories I've reached a theory.

Something triggered Alex's memory regarding Cocoa. Back when Cocoa kitty got sicker and sicker many years ago, Alex was very upset. Alex tried to comfort Cocoa, he cried, he used his words that he does to express pain (Ouch! Ow!) and "Oh No!" (Ut Oh!) expressions. That was back then.

Alex still calls out Cocoa's name often but not everyday since the day Cocoa died. Alex misses Cocoa. You should have seen them together. Very loving, caring, playing together ... more. Alex remembers this. Of course he does. He remembers Maiden dog and Trader Dog. He calls about every day, "Trader! Trader! Wake up! Wake Up!" over and over while clicking his beak loudly on his wooden nest box to help "wake up Trader dog."

My theory is that Alex was thinking about Cocoa, missing him, remembering how sick and in pain he was. There comes the multiple calls of, "Ow" over and over. The crying either because he's sad that Cocoa was in pain or because he misses Cocoa. The, "Ut Oh! Ut Oh!" may be Alex's memory reliving that point in time and that is his Oh No expression.

OR, the, "Ut Oh! Ut Oh!" over and over could have been Alex expressing that the memory is painful to relive because he did then cry afterwards. Then came the multiple, "S of a B!" Alex only says that when he's angry. However, in this case, I tend to believe it was an expression of him being upset and frustrated.

He then became completely silent but came out of his nest box and perched onto the gate of his cage with the odd facial expression and body language. My theory was that he was expressing stress due to his reliving what happened.

I can hear you now. Anthropomorphism. Not so. I can link you to research and actual case studies which prove the parrot's incredible cognition and ability to understand what they are saying, form new phrases to fit the occasions, more. Oh sure, lots of times they're just talking to amuse themselves but they really are capable of carrying on a very simple conversation. That, I do know from Alex. I kid you not.

Okay, back to your regularly scheduled program.

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04/19/06 10:05:31

Sherry, I've tried over and over again to play fetch with Buddy dog but he's so stupid! I'll toss his favorite rubber hamburger toy and tell him, "Get it, Buddy! Get it! Bring it here! Bring it here!" Buddy is thrilled, runs enthusiastically after the toy but then sits and plays with it every single time instead of bringing it back for me to throw it again so he can fetch back and forth. Silly dog. Arg! I'll keep trying but this has been going on for years. LOL!

Oh, I'll play tug of war with his ropie, too. I try to give him as much activity as I'm able but he's still getting fatter and fatter which concerns me so much. He really, really needs to go out running, jumping in the lake and romping ... And all that stuff.

As for Alex - Yes, he may very well be having memories of Cocoa and missing him. OR Alex is picking up vibes about my own health. BUT! When I'm sick, Alex always comes over to me and says, " Momma, Momma! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" After that comes the "(Kissing Sound) I love you! (Kissing sound) I love you! (Kissing Sound) I love you!" Over and over. Then he snuggles up to me and becomes very cuddly and makes purring sounds just like a cat (I kid you not!) as though trying to make me feel better.

Alex has done that for over 12 years whenever I'm not feeling well. So, I'm sort of leaning towards him remembering and missing Cocoa kitty.

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04/20/06 20:48:08)

Poor, Poor Alex. It's after 11:40 PM where I am. Alex is in his cage. Calling out again "Ow!" over and over and over. Then calling for "Cocoa" repetitively and crying a whole bunch and coughing (he's not coughing, it's his coughing sound and very convincing indeed).

I am going to call an Aviary Veterinarian tomorrow, explain what's been going on and my "special cir%%stances" to see if I can beg some free advice as to how to help poor Alex. This is the second time today that he did his Ow and crying and Cocoa kitty calling.

There must be something that the Aviary Veterinarian can advise me to do to help poor Alex.

Thanks for listening, everyone.

PS. Ut Oh ... He's doing it again right now. My poor darling feather child.

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04/21/06 08:11:36)

No, not to get attention. He may even have been asleep and dreaming. Whenever he does the, "OW, Cocoa, Crying" thing. I don't ever call to him to comfort him. Never. I pay attention and ... just listen. So, if he's doing it to get my attention, he's never accomplished it.

Whenever Alex wants my attention, he calls out, "Mamma, Mamma. What are ya doin'? What are ya doin'?" And, "What about that? What about that?" Also, "Awwex, Awwex. Common, Common. Common Awwex." He doesn't pronounce Alex very well. However his other words are very, very clear. Oh, and there's the, "Be a duck. Be a duck. Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack!" I think that's his favorite. LOL.

No, Sherry and Debbie. I stay put. I don't run over to him. I say and do nothing. I've told you what he does whenever I'm sick, stressed or sad and it's completely different behavior and language. This poor bird is stressed and having memories I believe. I need to find out how to help him.

Remember, he lost his mate (actually 'friend') of 9 years ... Amber ... Several months ago due to sudden death due to her having become egg bound. Funny thing, he's never expressed missing her though. Well, she wouldn't allow him to "do it" with her. She nagged him a lot, picked fights with him when he tied to be affectionate with her, kicked him out of the nest box at night so she could have it for herself and he had to sleep in the cage and on and on and on. He may have been relieved that she was gone even though he did stick to me like GLUE for the first three weeks or so after she died. Then, he was fine. Poor Amber. She screamed at about 7:30 AM that morning, I ran to the nest box, lifted it, she was on her back, moved only slightly then was gone. Yes, I cried but I was "okay."

She had been displaying "nesting behavior" for three days prior yet had not laid eggs in years. I should have known something was wrong. I could have helped her by applying medication to where the egg comes out (using a Q-Tip as I'd done in the past with lovebirds having trouble laying eggs) as well as certain oils by mouth. I just wish I would have known she was egg bound.

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(04/21/06 08:53:09)

Latest Update: I couldn't find the Aviary Veterinarian that treated Alex when he broke his leg in two as a baby BUT! I did find a Veterinarian Bird Specialist: A Dr. Doering. She is female. I sort of like that.

I spoke with the receptionist and explained my "special cir%%stances" only to the degree that "I'm disabled, have no transportation and can't get out of the house." I explained that Alex was in great physical health but appears to be having some sort of stress and that I'm not quite sure how to address it.

I didn't go into detail with the receptionist but told her I could explain fully to whomever could be of service and if Dr. Doering would consider a phone ... WAIT! The phone just rang. It was the receptionist again and she wished me to go into detail regarding Alex's behavior which I did as briefly as possible. She took notes and said that Dr. Doering would get back with me. That it may not be today as Dr. Doering is on her way out the door but that she will get back to me.

If this Alex thing persists and Dr. Doering hasn't called me by Monday, I'll call the office again and very, very nicely ask if the doctor has come up with any thoughts. You know ... Just to remind them.

Thanks again and love to you all!

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(04/21/06 18:19:50)

{{{{{Debbie}}}}}} When I was doing those hours of googling and research to try and figure out what Alex was trying to convey to me, I ran into a website of a Quaker who looks just like Alex and is THIRTY- FIVE YEARS OLD! Oh my gosh! Now, I'm concerned that I'll die before Alex and then ... You see, it's a well know phenomenon that birds are known to become depressed, grieve terribly, get very ill and even die from grief when separated from one with whom they've bonded. I truly believe Alex and others like him are capable of real love. You know, like elephants, primates, dolphins and so many other creatures.

Yep, I can give Alex some bread. He LOVES to take a strip of bread, dunk it in his water then bring it back to his food dish and eat it. YUM! You should have seen him many, many years ago when he first discovered that he liked the bread better dunked in water. He would put the piece of bread in his water dish, let go of it, then it would get soaked and sink to the bottom and he couldn't get it. Poor thing! Well, he learned fast and holds onto the bread with his beak or claw after the first couple of "sinking episodes" (usually beak) when he dunks it into the water.

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04/21/06 18:44:07)

Oh My Goodness! I just did a brief google to determine the life span of a Quaker Parrot. THIRTY-FIVE TO FORTY YEARS AND POSSIBLY LONGER!!! Here's and interesting snippet:

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Quaker Parakeets (usually referred to as parrots) are very intelligent little animals. Owners often report logical reasoning in them. For example, they will call their owners' names to get their attention. Then they declare whatever it is they would like to express using unrelated words and phrases that they have been taught, which are shockingly appropriate to the particular situation!

Quaker Parakeets are also great at mimicking noises, and can imitate human speech, other birds and animals, and squeaky doors or household noises. They will even compose song, setting their favorite phrases to simple tunes they know!
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I only googled that one website. Here's the link with a photo of Alex times two at the top. They look exactly like him before his plumage got all scruffy ...

Quaker Parrots

I suppose it could be worse. The life span of an African Grey Parrot is 50 to 65 years and a Macaw can easily live to be 80 years and beyond. Not the mini-macaw who lives to about 40 years or so.

Some birds sure do live a long time!

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04/22/06 12:33:13

Debbie, it IS incredible! You would be so very, very surprised hearing Alex making small talk and chatting with me. He even answers my questions. I kid you not!

Sherry, many macaws can be very nasty and unfriendly. They're not known to be "nice" to their owners or others. And, like some humans, they get grumpier, more demanding and nasty as they get older. And boy do they reach a very old age!

Your Severe and Military Macaws are incorrigible! Most Blue and Gold macaws are nice and sweet birds but they are the most expensive. VERY expensive!

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(04/22/06 22:41:11)

{{{{{Tracey}}}}} When I became ill to the point that I could no longer walk Buddy, G***xx would walk him every day. I can't remember how long that went on. 1 year or 2? Like I keep saying, I have no concept at all of time.

Then G***xx developed the huge cantaloupe sized Spindle Cell Sarcoma cancerous tumor on her leg in the front above the knee. Well, I've told you all about her multiple surgeries, shattering her knee cap and needing that surgically repaired (she STILL has to wear that removable cast ALL the time except when sleeping), her long term inpatient chemotherapy then all of her radiation treatments.

In short, from the day the tumor developed and she was in pain, I simply refused to let her walk Buddy because Buddy could injure G***xx. Of course, after everything else, there's no way on earth G***xx can walk Buddy.

The only other person in this complex that I know is the "drug begging" R****** that I told you all about. The one begging me to give her my medications. I think you remember that. Other than G***xx and R******, the others I knew have moved and there are other people living in those units. Also remember I don't like people to see me because of my hideous appearance so I hide inside when people are around except for G***xx who loves me anyway.

So, no, I don't know anyone at all that can walk Buddy. I've been keeping him as active as possible inside the house but it's nowhere, and I mean NOWHERE near enough. He NEEDS to go running and swimming. Tracey, he is SO FAT. He's going to die from congestive heart failure. I've read up on this and that's what happens when dogs don't get enough exercise and become so obese.

Please forgive. Can't talk more about it right now. Will try to talk more again. I love you!

The End At This Time.

Me Angel talking again now. Thank you all again so very, very much for allowing me to find my voice and do%%ent all this information here. Me thinks it will soon come in handy for printing out and ... You get the idea. Thanks Bunches!

Tight Hugs and Much Love!

Always,
Angel xoxoxox