new first pigeon

[kathleen]

I'm still thinking of your dove, Alice. I hope she stays with you. Isn't it amazing how these birds get to our hearts? There's something so very special about them that people who never have them just can't understand. Your words and thoughts through all of us have meant so much to me.
love, Kathleen

[Trees Gray]

hi kathleen

I'm glad your posting, please continue to do so if you feel like it, you are one of us now.

[kathleen]

Dearest Pidgey, Dr. Pidgey,
Thank you, thank you, from the bottom of my heart for having to deal with my complete and utter ignorance with so much kindness and so much patience and so much concern for Lullaby's well being. I can't think of very many human beings who would take the time and make the effort that you have, certainly not my vet. I will always remember your help and kindness and will be back to ask you a million new questions in the future because pigeons will always be part of my life.
love from Kathleen and Nick and Lullaby

[kathleen]

Thank you, Treesa. It's an honor to be considered part of of the flock.

[mr squeaks]

Originally Posted by Pidgey

For what this is worth, working back to when you said the time that Lullaby passed away was, I awakened and worried and stayed awake and worried through that entire period. I didn't know why or what, but you might say that I was there, too.

Pidgey

I am sure you were, Pidgey. I firmly believe that we are not bound by time or space. We are only "bound" by our lack of understanding and/or knowledge...

Katheen and Nick, we will always be here...just a mouse click away...stay with us...

Wishing you both the very best...

Love and Hugs...

Shi
&
Mr. Squeaks

[Feather]

True Kathleen....none of us are ready to let go of you. You made such an impact on all of us with your love and kindness. I found a poem for you that was posted on the forum some time back. I thought of you, because you displayed such determination to hang on to Lully's life force.

What is it that my life is worth,
How much will you pay.
To what extent would you go,
If I get ill today.

I know I'm not an expensive bird,
My cost is fairly cheap.
But what is the price you put on life,
For something that you keep.

My wings still spread out the same,
My heart still has a beat.
So why is it that my cousins,
Are the ones you hold so sweet.

I cannot help that I was born,
Without a golden egg.
Will you still take care of me,
Or make me plead and beg.

I rely on you to help me,
As I can't do it for myself.
Will you take the steps needed,
Or just put me on the shelf.

So when you walk by me,
Please look me in the eye.
If it would come down to it,
Would I live or die?

We need more people like you in this world!!!

[Scuiry]

Originally Posted by kathleen

Dear Everyone,

Nick and I searched and searched our minds and hearts for any little thing we could have done to prolong her life. There is no answer. I know since all you have these little souls that if I say that she was special it will seem kind of silly, as all of yours are special too. But I want to share a few things about Lullaby that I haven't yet.

This little creature taught Nick and I so much. When I saw her at 2 in the morning with her feet up I burst into tears, not just tears, sobs and felt my heart would break. I have had animals all my life and I have loved them all. I had to put down my beloved Blue Heeler, Ti, in 2002 and never thought I'd ever be able to love like I loved her. She was with me for 15 years.

Lullaby was with me for only 1 month. In that short time she so affected our lives and even the lives of our other animals. Our big Staffordshire Terrier would sit by her cage, not even curious about her but just knowing that she was sick. He would chase the cats away if they got too close to her cage. He protected her. This morning my dogs wouldn't eat their breakfast. They never do that. They know she is gone.

But here is the truly strange thing. Night before last at approximately 2 a.m. Nick and I both woke up at the same time. I got up and looked in her cage, hoping that she was still alive and she was. She was sleeping peacefully. We went back to bed. In the morning Nick said he wanted to tell me something that he said was weird. When we had gone back to bed and I had already fallen asleep Nick said that he saw a bright light coming from INSIDE the cage. The cage has a sheet on it. He said he saw a light like a small flashlight beam that pulsed from a small pinpoint to a radiant light that filled the inside of the cage. The light then faded, it didn't go out but faded out.

When I asked him why he didn't wake me up he said he felt terrible because he was being selfish and wanted to go back to sleep and besides he couldn't rationally explain it. He knew there was no rationale explanation. When he told me I was so happy, I said then she must be being protected. Nick is a very practical man. He doesn't believe in anything that he can't physically see but he did see this strange thing with his own eyes.

So yesterday I was buoyed with some hope as Lullaby got worse and worse. We took her for the injection around 5 p.m. and it seemed to just exaust her beyond words. We couldn't stand the thought of putting the tube down her throat after all she'd been through. We put her on the bed and for the first time I opened her beak and one by one put a few defrosted peas down her throat and with each one said "good Lolly!" Even in that devastated state she turned her head and looked up at me and her eye brightened. Lullaby ate the peas for me, not for herself. She did it to make me happy.

I felt most awful that I went to sleep and she died without me beside her. I know she held on as long as she could and she did it for me.

I don't know what the white light was. I do know that I read that Nicholas Tesla loved and fed the feral pigeons in New York and one, a white pigeon, died in his hands. When it died he said that a white light glowed from it and from that point on, Tesla who had never believed in a supreme being became a believer.

I've thought and thought about it. Do pigeons have some special physical characteristic that would enable them to somehow radiate? There must be some scientific explanation. But yet I know there isn't one.

We are going to have her cremated and we will scatter her ashes in a place with a big sky and lots of trees. She never got a chance to fly so we want to put her ashes in a place the wind will carry them high.

Lullaby was pure. She was pure love. She taught me more about love than anyone or anything I have ever known. She changed my life. I will be eternally grateful for her presence in my life. Thank you all. I will stay on the forum and if another pigeon come to me, then that is what should be.
Thanks again. Kathleen and Nick

Kathleen,

Another member shared this thread with me after posting my story of Nikola Tesla and his pigeon. You asked a question above which I'd like to address but may not be appropriate for this forum. Feel free to contact me privately.

Daniel

[kathleen]

Originally Posted by Scuiry

Kathleen,

Another member shared this thread with me after posting my story of Nikola Tesla and his pigeon. You asked a question above which I'd like to address but may not be appropriate for this forum. Feel free to contact me privately.

Daniel

Hi Daniel, I haven't been on the forum since losing Lullaby - no new pigeons but I think about everyone here often. Nick and I were just mentioning the forum the other day. I'd be happy to hear whatever you might be able to share with us. I'm not sure how to contact you directly...perhaps I've forgotten but I don't see a private message from you in my inbox? Let me know how to proceed.
best regards,
Kathleen

[Pidgey]

Kathleen,

If you position your cursor onto the name "Scuiry" above and to the left of the post, you'll see the pointer transform into a hand. Click on it, and it'll make a drop-down menu that has an email option. Click on that and it'll go to an email form.

It's so good to "see you again", by the way.

Pidgey

[Maggie-NC]

Kathleen, it is so very good to hear from you. I hope you and Nick are doing well.