They were kind to their old people, who remembered
and enforced the ancient customs of the tribe, but
when an old person became decrepit, it was time for
him to go. Sometimes he was simply abandoned,
with a little food, on an island in the lake. If he
deserved special honor, they held a tribal feast for
him. The old man sang a death song and danced, if
he could. While he was still dancing, his son came
from behind and brained him with a tomahawk.
from: The View From 80
by: Malcolm Cowley
and enforced the ancient customs of the tribe, but
when an old person became decrepit, it was time for
him to go. Sometimes he was simply abandoned,
with a little food, on an island in the lake. If he
deserved special honor, they held a tribal feast for
him. The old man sang a death song and danced, if
he could. While he was still dancing, his son came
from behind and brained him with a tomahawk.
from: The View From 80
by: Malcolm Cowley
No sooner does Doobie make a full recovery due to the miracle of antibiotics and his now residing indoors in our bedroom in a big plastic kiddie pool, where its warm.....
do I then turn around to discover that old man Pig-bird is dead on the bottom of his cage. (there will be no reviving of him)
Pig-bird has been with us for at least 7 years.
Small birds dont normally live 7 years.
We have considered ourselves lucky and grateful to have had him with us for so long.
Pig-bird will be missed.
Boy oh boy could Pig-bird sing!!
We will miss his presence in the corner of our kitchen.
And since I carry no guilt about his inevitable death, I will probably look into replacing him in the not so distant future.
I also want to acknowledge Bri-dog - my ever sweet, sensitive teenage son- who will KILL me for using those adjectives to describe him-but he just is!! Bri-dog felt prompted to give Pig-bird a proper burial. And so we 'planted' Pig-bird next to the artichoke plant in the side yard.
May heaven enjoy his sweet, melodic tunes, churps and tweets as much as we did!!!
(image from flickr)
3 comments:
Oh no! How sad. It's amazing that bird lived 7 years!
Cindy, I'm sorry but that post made me laugh hysterically! I had to read it out-loud to Greg and we were crying by the end! I'm sorry your pig-bird died. You are such a great writer! Love you and your blog!
I'm sorry about Pig-Bird. He sure sang a pretty little tune! Chris got a bird at age 6. When it died maybe 9 years later, he cried for an hour - evidence of his tender soul! Amazing how we can love our pets so deeply! I hope you get another canary!!
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