I thought I should close this chapter before beginning a new one, as hard as this is.
Dear Tumblr,
I've owed you this for 7 years. I want you to know I still carry the loss. It's still raw. I miss her so much. We grew up together - I had her from the age of 14 to 28. For those of you who have been part of Teka's journey alongside me, thank you.
This is an edited version of the original eulogy posted on Instagram. Teka had several health issues: she was a runt (smaller than most sun conures), pigeon toed, and suffered complications from egg laying.
Teka (also affectionately known as boo-boo, bubz, baby, princess) 2005-2019.
After being very sick for just over a month, Teka passed away on November 15, 2019. For the last month she couldn’t scream or fly (her two favourite activities), her weight drastically decreased, and her strength and energy diminished. The last two days of her life she could barely lift her head or keep her eyes open, and I knew it was time. I held her in my arms as the vet put her to sleep, and I knew she was no longer in pain. She was finally at peace. My sweet, sweet baby bird.
We brought her home the summer before I started high school. Her favourite activities were sleeping on me, cuddling in my shirt, hanging out while I studied, and dancing while I practiced my music. She was so sweet, cuddling in my hair, rubbing her beak against my face, always showing how much she loved me.
The last month with her was a blur, and every day forward feels surreal. My final image of Teka is with me holding her against my chest, and her sleeping peacefully. But I won’t remember her as a sickly bird. She was spunky, vocal, and downright weird in the best possible way. It’s hard to remember a time without her in my life. I am thankful I was able to say my goodbyes, and I know she is no longer suffering. I'm glad I could be there with her right until the end. Here’s to the little bird who has been by my side (and in my shirt) for the last fourteen years. My sweet angel, Teka.
