Pretty Boy, my pretty little cracker. I loved you with all my heart. What a huge void there is without you. I want to express my deepest gratitude to you for staying with me for 16 years. Even though we weren’t together your entire life, you were MY bird. You adopted me as your flock and preened me, sang to me, and loved me like one of your own.
I miss you walking up my chest and kissing me, or tilting your head under my chin to sing. You’re my best friend, my pal, my greatest source of love & laughter. You would call out to me anytime I left the room, you would knock for me to knock back, you would headbang to good music, and you would eat out of my mouth. “Pretty Boy” and “come here” were your favorite things to say. I would give anything to see you run to eat broccoli cheese soup, get excited eating french fries, stretch your wings again, or to hear you grind your little beak when you got sleepy.
You were the funniest bird…what a great personality! I have kept your cage and wish I could hear that familiar little whistle when I covered you up at night….well, it’s time to go shlabies, bird. I want you to know I will miss you until we meet again. I’ll see you in heaven, sweetheart. God will look out for you until I can be with you…stay with Bob, Aunt Marie, Aunt Blanche, and anyone else who loved us. Mummy loves that bird very much. Be a good bird. I’ll be home soon, Cracklin Needle, Crackin’ Dena, Crackin’ Shena. Love, Julie
To my little boy...with love and sorrow.
| Pretty Boy |
| 24, Nov 2004 |
| Julie (Mum) |