Goodnight Jimmy: Requiem For A Feathered Family Member
We lost our little Jimmy.
Our little cockatiel.
She was the best little bird anybody could have ever had a deep and abiding friendship with.
Thirteen-and-a-half years with this little baby. She was our “Tiny Chicken.” We spoiled her like no bird has ever been spoiled.
The Minutes of Our Last Meeting | Have A Productive Day!
Alcohol optional. I mean, optimal.
People stop believing in permanence because permanence stopped believing in them.