Today my brother's bird died. It was sad to watch as my brother held her, and her body growing lifeless. I'm sure she was happy to not be alone and to be in my brothers grasp was probably comforting. Although she did not like me she was still pretty awesome, picking on my bird (a bigger bird). Frodo was her name, my brother named her before we knew her gender. I liked to call her Frodokins. She was about 10 years old. She was a pretty cool bird. Hopefully you are in less pain and happily flying around in birdy heaven.
Just Another Person
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