Jake by Lisa / Lots of love your loving mommy

We got Jake off some freinds.
At first I did’nt love him, but then I began to gain his trust. At first he was snappy then he was ok. He was a great whistler, he whistled whit whoo and the coranation theme.
Then a couple of months later he started gunking up and stopped talking and whistling, then one dreadful night I got home from a freinds. My dad told me he had passed away.

I cried my eyes out for days and didn’t eat or talk. Properly we buried him in the back yard and I talk to him everyday. We got two new birds but Jake will always be the first one in my life.


I love you my baby bird