Have you ever dreamed about your bird/s?

[Mr Peepers]

I don't recall dreaming specifically about SPX or Peepers or any of my pet birds individually, but I do have the weirdest dreams about pet birds from time to time.

Have you ever dreamed strange dreams about any of your birds? Please share them here.

[Mr Peepers]

Last night I dreamed I moved into an old apartment building I use to live in years ago, I heard budgies calling on another floor of the building and the landlord said a tenant in apartment 2 had birds and often sells some.

So I asked him to introduce me to her, we went downstairs to her apartment and she was very polite insisting I come in and see her flock. She had a large cage full of beautiful bright colored chatty budgies and another cage with singing active beautiful cockatiels.

She told me the tiels were very friendly and would step up for me so I placed my hand in the cage asking a pretty cinnamon colored tiel to step up which she quickly did.

I was really pleased, until about 5 seconds later when she deposited a chick in the palm of my hand.

I looked down and there was the teeny tiniest little wiggling pink cockatiel baby squirming around in my hand, I thought WHAT THE?????

The owner then said, "OH! She's giving birth!" She quickly scooped up the mum tiel from my hand and gently started squeezing the birds sides making more teeny tiny wiggling pink blobby cockatiel chicks pop out of the mom birds vent into my hand.

I was shocked, and then it dawned on me this was not right. I said, "wait a second, cockatiels don't give birth they lay eggs. What is this?"

Then I glanced over at the budgies cage thinking this whole scene was so bizarre and freaky...... only to find all the colorful chatty budgies were actually digibirds. Mechanical freaky birds, not budgies at all.



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Then I woke up. :th_eek:

[spiritbird]

You're in trouble Nick. I can honestly say I have never had a bird dream but have had many other weird ones. You need another budgie or cockatiel!

[Zoo mom]

It's your subconscious telling you that you need another bird.

[Mr Peepers]

It's your subconscious telling you that you need another bird.


:th_rofl: Could be, could be!

I mean I heard budgies and I wanted to see budgies, and I saw them when I walked in and was impressed with their colors and noisy attitude. That darn freak cockatiel scared me popping out those little mutants though.

It scared me away from wanting any more birds. :th_biggrin:

[PeachyDoll]

So bizarre that you brought this up today. I woke up from a nightmare this morning. RB was in her cage sleeping and covered, a cat that was blend of a neighbor's 3 cats (a gray, white and black cat) was stalking our house. It was only one cat but the face and body coloring was morphed. All our doors and our windows were open and I was chasing to shoo it away and it kept popping its head in and out of doors getting away from me (like some freaky ninja cat). I was frantically calling for my hubby to help me because the cat wouldnt give up. Of course when do our dreams ever make sense?

[Maddy]

I have dreams about my babies and other birds all the time. They like to show up in my dreams. LOL.

Much to my disliking, I often have nightmares that involve them passing away. I hate it. :( I wake up so afraid, and my hearts pounds until I uncover their cage and make sure that they are okay.

[Mr Peepers]

So bizarre that you brought this up today. I woke up from a nightmare this morning. RB was in her cage sleeping and covered, a cat that was blend of a neighbor's 3 cats (a gray, white and black cat) was stalking our house. It was only one cat but the face and body coloring was morphed. All our doors and our windows were open and I was chasing to shoo it away and it kept popping its head in and out of doors getting away from me (like some freaky ninja cat). I was frantically calling for my hubby to help me because the cat wouldnt give up. Of course when do our dreams ever make sense?


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Crazy when we dream about our pets and we seem stressed or panicky about them. :th_smile:

[Mr Peepers]

I have dreams about my babies and other birds all the time. They like to show up in my dreams. LOL.

Much to my disliking, I often have nightmares that involve them passing away. I hate it. :( I wake up so afraid, and my hearts pounds until I uncover their cage and make sure that they are okay.


Awww that's sad you dream your baby's are passed away, that's a nightmare for sure. :(

[Mare]

I have had nightmares about Amigo only, never are any of my other birds in them. The dreams always include a hawk :(

[Mr Peepers]

I have had nightmares about Amigo only, never are any of my other birds in them. The dreams always include a hawk :(


That would be horrible to relive over and over again in dreams. :(

[Mare]

Yes, it is, Nick! They don't always end up with him getting hurt, though..mostly just chased. I've even had one where he was friends with a hawk and a raven!..dreams are bizarre!!

[kendrafitz]

Mare - I think you dream about Amigo only bc you are so bonded to him. He is your parrot soul mate.

I had dreams about Rosie after we met. It was crazy I dreamt about her every night until we got her home. Maybe she was sending me the dreams to tell me to hurry up and bring her to the Fitz Farm. I can't recall any dreams about her since.

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[Mr Peepers]

Yes, it is, Nick! They don't always end up with him getting hurt, though..mostly just chased. I've even had one where he was friends with a hawk and a raven!..dreams are bizarre!!


I don't recall if I read about when Amigo was attacked by the hawk, were you there when it happened and witnessed it?

[Mare]

Yes, I was home, thank God. I was sitting in a rocking chair in the bird's room, talking on the phone. It was winter time, I remember, and I heard Amigo in the distance doing a frantic alarm call and coming closer. I dropped the phone, ran outside and here comes Amigo, flying full speed from the far end of the property (we live on 160 acres), with a red-tail hawk about 20-30 ft. off his tail! I saw them coming and started screaming and waving my arms. Amigo rounded the corner and was shooting for the tree in the drive but the hawk was too close. He continued down the drive and the hawk caught up to him about 100yds. from the house and took him down to the ground.

I'm screaming the whole time and took off running down the gravel driveway in my socks, screaming and Tim's standing on the deck yelling, "Run Mare, RUN!". Tim takes off, running right behind me. There is a flurry of wings and feathers rolling around on the ground, the hawk takes off and Amigo is standing there breathing harder and more freaked out than I've ever seen him. I pick Amigo up and walk back to the house, checking him for damage. The only blood I saw was on the tip of his beak, I'm thinking he got a good one in on that hawk. I didn't know this till we got settled down back in the house but Tim had slipped in the drive and really messed up his shoulder, I felt so bad for him, it hurt him for months afterwards.

The good that came out of this is, Amigo does not stray far from home, not since that happened. I think he knows we are around if he needs help and I never leave him free if nobody's home.

[Mr Peepers]

Yes, I was home, thank God. I was sitting in a rocking chair in the bird's room, talking on the phone. It was winter time, I remember, and I heard Amigo in the distance doing a frantic alarm call and coming closer. I dropped the phone, ran outside and here comes Amigo, flying full speed from the far end of the property (we live on 160 acres), with a red-tail hawk about 20-30 ft. off his tail! I saw them coming and started screaming and waving my arms. Amigo rounded the corner and was shooting for the tree in the drive but the hawk was too close. He continued down the drive and the hawk caught up to him about 100yds. from the house and took him down to the ground.

I'm screaming the whole time and took off running down the gravel driveway in my socks, screaming and Tim's standing on the deck yelling, "Run Mare, RUN!". Tim takes off, running right behind me. There is a flurry of wings and feathers rolling around on the ground, the hawk takes off and Amigo is standing there breathing harder and more freaked out than I've ever seen him. I pick Amigo up and walk back to the house, checking him for damage. The only blood I saw was on the tip of his beak, I'm thinking he got a good one in on that hawk. I didn't know this till we got settled down back in the house but Tim had slipped in the drive and really messed up his shoulder, I felt so bad for him, it hurt him for months afterwards.

The good that came out of this is, Amigo does not stray far from home, not since that happened. I think he knows we are around if he needs help and I never leave him free if nobody's home.


I can understand why you have nightmares about this over and over again. :(

[Macaw Lover]

Many, many years ago I had a B&G who died a year after getting him. This was back in the '70's no avian vets, bad cage, sunflower seed diet and so much more. Boy, have we come a long way.

Anyway, when Bubbles died, the people I had bought a 'Tiel from did animal mountings and I had Bubble stuffed and mounted on a stand and he was on my dresser in the bedroom for too many years. I started having nightmares, that I had not fed him, things like that and knew I had to get him out of there.

I found an appropriate sized Rubbermaid container and asked my sister when she came for a visit to wrap him up in bubble wrap and those peanuts and such because I don't touch dead bodies. Bubbles was in my basement for many years and then I realized I could not freak my daughter out when the time came that I would be 'dead, dead like a door nail'. I laughed at the thought of the look on her face when she would open the container, open the packing around it only to find Bubbles. I would be hearing that scream all the way to my grave.

I contacted the Field Museum and they were happy to take Bubbles off my hands. I said my final goodbyes and told him that I was a much better Mommy to Jody since having him.

[PlaxMacaws]

Many, many years ago I had a B&G who died a year after getting him. This was back in the '70's no avian vets, bad cage, sunflower seed diet and so much more. Boy, have we come a long way.

Anyway, when Bubbles died, the people I had bought a 'Tiel from did animal mountings and I had Bubble stuffed and mounted on a stand and he was on my dresser in the bedroom for too many years. I started having nightmares, that I had not fed him, things like that and knew I had to get him out of there.

I found an appropriate sized Rubbermaid container and asked my sister when she came for a visit to wrap him up in bubble wrap and those peanuts and such because I don't touch dead bodies. Bubbles was in my basement for many years and then I realized I could not freak my daughter out when the time came that I would be 'dead, dead like a door nail'. I laughed at the thought of the look on her face when she would open the container, open the packing around it only to find Bubbles. I would be hearing that scream all the way to my grave.

I contacted the Field Museum and they were happy to take Bubbles off my hands. I said my final goodbyes and told him that I was a much better Mommy to Jody since having him.Gee Renee'... I have to say that I find your story fairly morbid. To me, it's like having your human child stuffed and mounted :(

[Macaw Lover]

Gee Renee'... I have to say that I find your story fairly morbid. To me, it's like having your human child stuffed and mounted :(

That is probably why I was having those dreams. Keep in mind, that was a totally different time/place. Would I do it again? No.

[Mare]

Yeah, I agree, the 70's weren't a very enlightened decade but it got better with time. If something happened to one of my birds, I think I would put them in a box, wrapped in their favorite blanky, with there favorite toy. Dig a hole near a beautiful tree and bury him/her, come visit and speak softly about the old days...but that's me :)

Renee', I understand why you would do what you did :)

[PlaxMacaws]

Renee', I understand why you would do what you did :)If you're talking about taxidermizing her B&G, I think I can understand why she did it as well. It had to be unfathomably difficult for Renee' to accept the loss of Bubbles. I'm guessing the taxidermy was a way to still be near him and, in a manner, allow him to live on. But it still makes me shudder when I think of it being done to any of my guys :(