June 5th, 2011 - February 20th, 2013
Neera died yesterday. It was sudden and unexpected. The night before she was playing and scuffling with Rula over their chicks. Then, when I went to check on them in the morning, I saw Rula at the plexiglass, jumping jumping jumping. But no Neera. Which was strange.
I went into the room calling her, and still no sound to let me know she was waking up. I started walking to the cage and my heart just sank. I opened the top half, their sleeping section, and I saw their sleepsack had a bulge. I called her again, and with hands I couldn't hold steady for the life of me, patted and shook it. Nothing.
I opened it up, saw her body, so still and rapidly losing the last bit of heat, and I was stunned. She had no outward signs of anything amiss. It was as if she had went in to take a nap and never woke up.
She was 1 year and 8 months old. A baby. Rula's best friend, her godsend. She held me captivated by her personality and by her looks. I never, never, never expected to lose her this soon; I never expected Rula would lose her, and be so bereft.
More than anything, Neera, I want you to be strong and sure and happy until the day you have your girl back with you. You were her friend, her gentle leader, and she misses you. I miss you, and I wish you never had to leave us.
We love you, little girl, and we will always remember you.