And it's definitely not a stupid question. I'm very depressed, of course. I miss Rico, and Riley, and Hurricane, all three birds passed this year. I know Rico and Riley were elderly, and Hurricane had cancer.. But we still miss them a lot, always.


I was thinking today, about all of us, we who have lost our birds, we who worry about our birds we have left. We all know it's nature, and it's the ultimate outcome for loving anyone or anything... and it's kind of a blessing to outlive our little ones so they are not left in situations that might be sad if we go on to the next phase. I sure doesn't make it less painful, though.


I'm also listening to my Tiel, Solomon who was well grown when I got him in 1995, drum out his drumming song tonight. My 30 plus year old Solomon, blind, old, arthritic neck Solomom, and i wonder what his secret to long life is.

Rico was 25, maybe older. A Quaker parrot. He could have lived 25- 35 years. He had a long life, 19 of those years with me. Riley, 20 plus years old, a good long life. Hurricane, age unknown, but seemed like an older parakeet to me. But I only had him a year.


I know I'm rambling. I'm a bit lost, but I have the 6 remaining birds to keep me grounded and busy. I'm a little aggravated at my bandaged hand, wishing the stitches were out already so I could do more. One bright Spot Tweets is letting me pet him now... but only with my face. My nose, specifically. He still hates hands, but wants to be petted. He likes kissies on the back of his head, and nose pets.. Do you know how hard it is to pet a bird with your nose?


Thank you all for asking about me. I'm okay. Sad, depressed, tired, but okay. This is part of loving a little one. The pain at goodbye is worth it for the love.