[weblacky]

I demanded to stop receiving parakeets from people for this reason when I was 15, no parakeet we ever owned died in a kind, gentle, way. I assume it's from inbreeding but stokes, blood feathers, and attacks by longer-term mated couples (one get slightly sick the cage mate buggie attacks it, mortality wounding it) happened to, nearly, every single one.

Only one set worked out (highly trained, exceedingly interactive) and they were killed by a house sitter.

Never a fond memory for me, I switched to cats, I've gotten 20+ years out of most of them. Still hurts like heck when you loose your buddy, but at least they had a long life to provide some comfort.

But you did a kind thing rescuing an animal, even though you knew the likely outcome wasn't rosey, giving a domesticated animal some last days of the way their life should have been is an act or pure kindness.

Because you knew emotionally it wasn't going to be easy for you at the end, but it would have plagued you worse to ignore the animal and leave it. Pets are hard, I don't take it lightly. All our pets were rescues that otherwise would have been destroyed.