By Sherri Moorer

I think the hardest part of losing Chloe (or any bird) is the empty space.  It’s not just the empty space where the cage used to be. It’s the mental and emotional space in her absence. It’s getting up and going to bed with one less bird. It’s coming home to one less bird greeting you. It’s going upstairs to change clothes after work without her. It’s clearing and washing the dinner dishes without her. It’s turning to my shoulder to say “that’s interesting,” and realizing that the shoulder is empty and that I’m talking to myself. It’s her not sneaking up to grab my bacon on Saturday mornings.

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Chloe 4-1-17

on our Remembrances page.

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