🌈 In Loving Memory of Rainbow 🌈
Rainbow was one of the very first members of our flock — she came home with Kiyoshi, wrapped in a tiny envelope from the pet shop, looking as delicate and pretty as her name. From the start, she was special.
Gentle at heart, Rainbow never once bit us. She showered us only with love and trust. She befriended Kishu instantly, and together they gifted us our first clutch of babies. She trusted me so much that she would call me to help clean her nest box, even letting me look after her little ones so she could rest — a bond of pure understanding.
Rainbow carried a touch of mystery too. Left once by some embassy people, she seemed to respond to English better, hopping onto my hand with ease. She was notorious in her own sweet way — hiding behind wardrobes, teaching the others how to grab mumma’s attention, always curious, always playful.
Then came Kenzo, who stole Rainbow’s heart away from Kishu, and with him she gave us another beautiful clutch, another gift to our flock.
At almost six years, Rainbow left us today. Sweet memories, laughter, love, and her mischievous charm will always be etched in our hearts.
An Exceptional Bond – Remembering Rainbow 🌈
Not every bird chooses to leave this world in the hands of the one they love most — but Rainbow did.
For her last two hours, she nestled in my hand, showering love, trust, and presence as if to say, “I am safe here, I am home here.” Birds often seek solitude when the time comes, yet Rainbow chose differently. She chose me.
This bond was not ordinary. It was exceptional — woven from years of gentle trust, of shared nests and little secrets, of her mischievous hops behind wardrobes and the quiet moments where she let me care for her babies.
In the end, she gave me the greatest gift a bird can give — her final hours of love. Rainbow passed not alone, not in silence, but embraced, comforted, and cherished. That is the true measure of our bond: eternal, unbreakable, and rare.
🌈 Whispers for Rainbow 🌈
Little Rainbow, my gentle baby,
your wings have flown beyond my hand,
yet in my palm I still feel you —
warm, trusting, still loving.
You did not leave in silence,
you did not go alone,
for in your final hours
you chose me as your home.
Each chirp still echoes softly,
each flutter still belongs,
your spirit sings within the flock,
your memory is their song.
Fly across the Rainbow Bridge,
where love is never gone,
stay with nani, stay with nana,
until we all get back to home.
And when I hear the morning birds,
or see the sky’s first hue,
I’ll know, my sweet, my Rainbow,
that part of you is still here too. 🕊️💛
Rainbow, we love you to the moon and beyond. Stay safe across the Rainbow Bridge with Nani and Nana, until we meet again. 🕊️💛
