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I miss her soft warm feathers, her singing voice, and her annoying bark

Posted on 2005.11.02 at 21:34
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It hits you when you come home and say, "Hi ois!" or before you leave and you say, "I'll be back, ois! Love you!" and the empty cage greets you that a twenty year habit is hard to break. The tears push against my eyes, unable to fall. And I realize when something unrelated happens and I am overwhelmed just how deep the loss is. I'll never forget her smell, her softness or her love of potato chips. How easily we take for granted a simple presence in the room. I am truly alone now.

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ex_rong at 2005-11-03 14:53 (UTC) (Link)
*Hugs*
(Anonymous) at 2005-11-19 03:24 (UTC) (Link)

Sorry

I know I told you once before on aim, but still, I'm sorry about the loss of your bird. A 20-year habit that's to be broken. . . that's something when it comes to a pet that's died.


- Sobanroth
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