He was just a bird, but I really adored him.
When I got home, I found out Lenny, my parakeet, died while I was at the beach. My friend Karen, who was taking care of my animals, found him. She was very kind to take care of his little body and break the news to me.
You will think I am crazy, but I’m convinced my other bird, Leona, killed him. This is the 2nd bird to die while living with her.
Losing pets is sad, but I just keep telling myself it’s the way of the world and we are both ( Lenny and me ) better for our time together. I know I can be sarcastic at times, but this isn’t one of them. I’m truly sad & disappointed. Spending the night counting my blessings instead. Holding Bridget a little tighter ( and glad Leona can’t get her, too ) Plus, I’m mad at Leona, but have no proof she’s a murderer. Just sad. Lenny was so sweet. He let me hold him. I’d kiss his forehead. Just lots of personality.