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pacificpikachuNGL, I'm just a bit overwhelmed right now. I'm not going to say my life sucks or anything--I have so, so much to be thankful for and everything will get better soon I think--but I just feel like things keep barraging me and it's harder to cope when I don't have my usual coping mechanisms. Typically I just go to my computer and find nice distractions until I feel more relaxed (browse Pixiv, read fluffy fanfiction, watch AMVs or anime, write or digitally paint, and so on), but alas, it is still in repairs. ;____;
I went to my dad's house last night with Lucky so I could take pictures of him for his very hopeful potential home, and for some reason he was terribly behaved! He spent the whole time trying to attack the parrotlets, whining and high-pitched barking, pulling, and when I let him off the leash for a bit he went and pooped in my dad's room. This caused dad to go even more into stress mode because he HATES when animals poop in his house (and of course they always do as a result, aside from Honey). Even after hours, Lucky still didn't chill out. As a result, I barely got anything I wanted to do at dad's done, dad got all upset with me because of Lucky and because he wanted to be with his girlfriend, and I left feeling extremely stressed.
Got to mom's and told her how stressed out I felt in hopes of garnering sympathy or understanding, and naturally instead she proceeded to begin criticizing me and getting mad at me, and ultimately just stressed me out way more. I cried a bit and then felt at least a little better.
I'm waiting on the chicken medication I bought, Tylan, in the mail. Of course, as I wait for it, birds suddenly start dying again. As soon as I went out to the coop this morning, I knew some birds were missing because I can tell at a glance if everyone is there or not. Alpine, my big blue Manx Rumpie mix, started sneezing only yesterday, and somehow between then and last night she had passed away. I'm shocked that she went downhill so fast, I hadn't seen so much as a sniffle in her before. RIP, Alpine. I'll miss you, gorgeous girl. :(
Silver the old silver phoenix hen is on her way out. If I wasn't working today, I honestly would probably take her to be euthanized, but as it is she'll probably pass away on her own today.
Raccoon pulled one of my serama cockerels through the kennel fence earlier in the week, too, because I moved my two youngest cockerels into a coop without hardware cloth on it because that's the only way Prince tolerates having other roosters live with him is if I introduce them young. I named the other cockerel Peanut Butter and I'm being careful with him, making sure to put him in every night because otherwise he sits on top of the house where the raccoon could probably grab him. Going to get some wire to put up on the kennels ASAP, there's some cheap chicken wire on Craigslist and I'm hoping to have mom pick it up next time she's in Sacramento area.
At least I doubt I'm going to lose anyone else before the medication arrives. I just hate losing birds, I really do. I love every single one of my birds and always feel a pang of sadness and hurt when I lose one, and sometimes I mourn deeply depending on circumstances and who it was that I lost. I keep reminding myself that I give them as good of a life as I can, and I have medication on the way and I'm modifying the coop as much as I can.
I went to my dad's house last night with Lucky so I could take pictures of him for his very hopeful potential home, and for some reason he was terribly behaved! He spent the whole time trying to attack the parrotlets, whining and high-pitched barking, pulling, and when I let him off the leash for a bit he went and pooped in my dad's room. This caused dad to go even more into stress mode because he HATES when animals poop in his house (and of course they always do as a result, aside from Honey). Even after hours, Lucky still didn't chill out. As a result, I barely got anything I wanted to do at dad's done, dad got all upset with me because of Lucky and because he wanted to be with his girlfriend, and I left feeling extremely stressed.
Got to mom's and told her how stressed out I felt in hopes of garnering sympathy or understanding, and naturally instead she proceeded to begin criticizing me and getting mad at me, and ultimately just stressed me out way more. I cried a bit and then felt at least a little better.
I'm waiting on the chicken medication I bought, Tylan, in the mail. Of course, as I wait for it, birds suddenly start dying again. As soon as I went out to the coop this morning, I knew some birds were missing because I can tell at a glance if everyone is there or not. Alpine, my big blue Manx Rumpie mix, started sneezing only yesterday, and somehow between then and last night she had passed away. I'm shocked that she went downhill so fast, I hadn't seen so much as a sniffle in her before. RIP, Alpine. I'll miss you, gorgeous girl. :(
Silver the old silver phoenix hen is on her way out. If I wasn't working today, I honestly would probably take her to be euthanized, but as it is she'll probably pass away on her own today.
Raccoon pulled one of my serama cockerels through the kennel fence earlier in the week, too, because I moved my two youngest cockerels into a coop without hardware cloth on it because that's the only way Prince tolerates having other roosters live with him is if I introduce them young. I named the other cockerel Peanut Butter and I'm being careful with him, making sure to put him in every night because otherwise he sits on top of the house where the raccoon could probably grab him. Going to get some wire to put up on the kennels ASAP, there's some cheap chicken wire on Craigslist and I'm hoping to have mom pick it up next time she's in Sacramento area.
At least I doubt I'm going to lose anyone else before the medication arrives. I just hate losing birds, I really do. I love every single one of my birds and always feel a pang of sadness and hurt when I lose one, and sometimes I mourn deeply depending on circumstances and who it was that I lost. I keep reminding myself that I give them as good of a life as I can, and I have medication on the way and I'm modifying the coop as much as I can.
