I've been really sad lately. My amazing, awesome, adorable little bird passed away on August 8th at 12 years of age. Sure I've lost a hamster and a few fish before, but never a pet that I've had for such a long time and formed such an attachment to (12 years is longer than some people have their dogs). It was semi expected, in her later years she became really bad at flying (this gal had her own flight path around the house back in the day) and spent most of the time sleeping in her food, but it's still hard nonetheless. Especially hard when you're the one to find them.
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| Susan B. Coconut |
I already miss her tweets and peeps; the house is way too quiet without them. It's funny how something so small can worm its way into your heart and have such a profound impact on your life. You take a risk every time you do chose to love something like a pet because eventually you know that you're going to lose them. But when the alternative is not having a pet at all, or not getting attached to anything, I will always pick the former because pain doesn't last forever and those good memories will stay with me a lifetime.
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