To a biggest boy, Carmen. You brightened my days with all your sweet chirpings and whistlings so much I could hardly believe my hears it could come from such a bundle of joy as you. You always wanted to be there to sew, take naps, in the shower, in the kitchen, on car rides and doing what ever I was doing just to be close to me.
Named after the opera Carmen and the conductor Carmen Dragon, I knew the cockatiel would be a festive bird just as the opera is. We played it for him over and over as a baby and he picked up 4 bars of it to whistle. I was such a proud mommy. He took the opportunity to be close to me as I would be with him exposing him to all the things I liked. Curious and expressive about the life I presented to him, he would chirp and strut his stuff at the silliest of simple toys-paper and boxes. He would also bow at something I would give him as if to say “thanks”.
I became his mate and his mommy. I would take him to retirement homes when he was younger and he would whistle and get excited and the people loved it. He would waddle fast across the living room floor and climb up my leg and loved to listen me play my dulcimer. The sweet, soft sounds were for him, and he would give a little chirp. Your life was cut in half, Carmie.
I hope you can forgive me and the dogs in heaven. I wanted no harm to come to you-it only takes a moment to live in the moment. You had so many close calls in life.
Before and during my divorce he had become my symbol of survival. Thank you for taking a moment to learn about Carmie. He was a great little bird just as all the birds are on this site. Our pets do not really belong to us they belong to God and I am sure he is strutting his stuff in heaven for all the little girls to see. The day will be great when we all see each other again at the rainbow bridge.
They are here for a short time
to learn what it is like
to live with us
as pet humans.
Bye Bye Carmie with love,
| Carmen |
| 20, Nov 2002 |
| michelle |