I FOUND A BIRD ON THE GROUND AND HE BELONGED TO ME.
in 2005 david and i found a yellow parakeet on the ground in detroit. he was dehydrated and terribly out of place so we took him home and tried to make him well. it worked for a day or so but he quit eating and drinking and seemed very sad. at a loss i thought of playing some parakeet calls on the computer and he was so excited i knew he needed a friend. along came a blue and white budgie which looked like a cloud and was named murray. the little yellow fellow was named robes pierre, after the french revolutionary scoundrel whom i had recently watched a documentary on. robes for short. when i moved to boston five years ago a friend happily adopted our birds. i have always been very grateful for this.
i learned today that murray passed away. it makes me very sad, i recall him flying around our detroit apartment chirping and lovely. robes is still here and he is going to mourn this loss but i hope eventually a new friend will help him through. i miss detroit. fate.
murray is left. rip. robes is yellow.
if you found an animal on the ground would you change your life to care for it?
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