Pekklez Memorial Page

This Page is in Memory of my Dear Bird Pekklez. 

He was a  Male Fallow Cockatiel.  I loved him very much.

My daughter found him dead on the bottom of The Bird Cage

on July 17, 2001 at around 11:30 am.  We don't know why he died.

We think he died sometime in the night or early morning.

He was a very sweet bird, I had him for about 3 years.

I don't know what his age was at the time I bought him.

But he wasn't a young bird.  He was probably older than I thought he was.

He is the first pet that has died on me since I have become an adult.

It hurts very much and I will miss him so.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Please Read some of my fond Memories of Pekklez below

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I remember the day I got Pekklez.  I wanted to get a bigger bird than a parakeet but didn't have the money to get a parrot.  I decided a cockatiel would be a beautiful bird to have.  I went to Pet-land and looked them all over.  I didn't even look into the cage they had for Lutino and Fallow Cockatiels as they were $79.99 to much for me to spend.  I was looking at the gray ones.  I decided to pick one by finding one interested in me.  I whistled a bit and waited to see if anyone of the gray birds would happen to think I was interesting enough to come near where I was.  I whistled again and I heard a response.  I looked around and whistled again.  Again a response.  I looked and looked. Where is the whistling coming from?  In the cage of Lutino and Fallow Cockatiels on the top shelf, was a bird looking down at me. Again I whistled and I saw his throat move and heard him respond to me.  THAT IS THE ONE I WANT!  He was more than I could afford so I charged him on my credit card.  That was the best thing I could have ever done.  I didn't actually pick Pekklez, he picked me!

Things I remember about Pekklez

 

He would always greet me whenever I passed The Bird Cage.  His familiar whistle to me.  Sometimes I didn't respond back, that must have hurt his feelings. Now I wish I would have responded every time.  The mornings are so quiet now and The Bird Cage is just not the same.  I miss his whistles and chirps.  Me and my husband miss his greetings as we walk by. 

 

 

Pekklez never bit me when I had to handle him to clip his nails.  Sometimes he would just make a fuss about going into the box I kept him in when I cleaned the cage.  Most times I would just let him and June have the run of the floor.  They loved to walk around and would go visit all the rooms.  Often bothering the dogs!  :)  Getting them back in the cage was harder, they never wanted to go back.

 

 

 

 

He had a particular song that sounded very much like a human laugh.  I loved to hear him sing his song. Especially when he would sing to June encouraging her to mate with him.  We had a game that we would play.  I would whistle to him and he would whistle back.  Pekklez would sing songs to me and I would imitate him and sing back.  We would imitate each other often.  When you came near The Bird Cage he would be the first one to climb to the top and get as near as he could.  He would look you right in your eyes. He was a special bird.

 

 

My Poem for Pekklez

written by:

LuvRaqui / Raquel Hernandez

 

Mornings are no longer special anymore.

Sleeping and hearing you, waking to your happiness.

The time of those simple joys have come to rest.

How I wish it could have last.

In a moment in a flash, my simple pleasure in you is gone.

Nothing could replace it, nothing could replace your song.

Looking at you, watching your ways.

The lovely beauty of your gaze.

I took it for granted that you would always be around.

You leaving has hurt my heart in leaps and bounds.

He is just a bird someone might say.

But you were my Sunshine everyday.

Just to see you and hear you made me feel complete.

The funny sound of your little tweet.

Such character you had, more than I could think.

I will greatly miss you for forever and a day.

Remember when I kissed you and that time when we played.

I should have taken you out more often and let you run the floor.

I should have let you have the simple pleasure you adored.

I am sorry I didn't sing to you when you wanted me to sing.

I am sorry for not putting the last spray of millet seed.

I am sorry I didn't think that you one day could leave in a blink.

I am sorry I didn't get to kiss you one last time 

and sing a pretty song to calm your mind.

I didn't sing to you that morning and that night you died.

I wish you could see how much I cried.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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