Remembering Past Pets: Dino
16 April 2019
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Every year on this day I remember one of my earlier budgies, Dino.
He died of old age in 1985, so a long time ago. Things were very different then. Generally, my memories from when I was young are not too clear yet I remember very distinctly the day we got him:
A market stall sold budgies. They said they would be getting some budgies with unusual colours so my mum took me there each week & each week the lady said they had not come in yet. However, on this particular day, she said, “You’ll be a fool if you don’t take this one” as she reached into a crowded cage & pulled out a squirming traditional, ‘ordinary’, green budgie. I agreed to taking him partly because I did not want to be a fool & also because I was conscious that she was holding the budgie in the middle of the busy market & I wanted her to put him somewhere safe quickly!
When we got him home & into his new cage, he sat still on the bottom. We discussed what to call him. I remember my mum wanted to call him Sparky because he was such a sparkling green colour. Eventually someone (I think it was my brother) said, “What about Dino?“, at which point Dino jumped on a perch & started chirping! We took this as a sign & welcomed our very own Dino Marino.
He was around during my school years right up until I went to college. It was a sad day losing him but he lived a long life & I have to say that lady on the market stall was right – he was special & we would have been fools not to take him.
Unfortunately I have very few photos of him & the ones I have are dreadful quality. They do trigger more memories though, like how he would biff the plastic budgie until it was upside down. He used to sleep across his ladder resting his head on the attached mirror. We used to let him out for a fly & his favoured spot was on a perch that we had attached to a mirror.
Every so often I come across the white plastic bag of some of his favourite toys that I kept. I also have a small, glass jar with some of his feathers. Some things are just hard to let go.
Dino’s tail feather