Sylvester
Hit the Road
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I have dreaded this inevitable moment. But I owe this post to all of you who have provided me with such support and have shown such a thoughtfulness towards Lenny. I am in awed of all of you who have put your own problems aside to assist in the safe recovery of my little bird. You have been encouraging not to mention incredibly helpful And I know you all have been rooting for Lenny every step of the way. I wish I could give each and every one of you, better news.
Lenny has to this date, not been found, and I doubt he ever will be. It is time to let him go.
I have never spoken much about my animal companions so please bare with me as I describe Lenny.
I have always joked that when it came to looks Lenny was nothing to write home about. He was a dull greyish purple color, scrawny in built, and was the runt of his flock. In other words, he was as plain as mud.
But what he didn't have in looks he made up for in personality. He was the James Cagney in birds, feisty, head strong, inquisitive. He was Egg's loyal friend, and her, protector. When my youngest cat would fly at their cage, Egg would beat it to the back. But not Lenny, he would come out swinging and that feline would get an earful. He never would back down, not to me, not to any cat, not to any bird.
When I first got Lenny and Egg another parakeet came with them. He was by far the prettiest and I named him Star for the white shape star on his turquoise back. Lenny would always pick a fight with Star and would usually be the one who ended up at the bottom of the cage. Humiliated, Lenny would then have to admit defeat and begrudgingly make his way back up. His attitude remained defiant.
Lenny's empty cage stills stands in the hallway with it's top off. I left it there in the hopes that Lenny would return. For the better part of last week I swear I could still hear him anxiously flutter about every time I passed that cage. So sure I was of hearing that vibration and sensing his presence that I would always stop to look inside. Of course there was nothing and one day it stopped. With it's sudden cessation I know Lenny has finally moved on.
I know you are so much happier, Lenny. You are free from the cage that confined you, free from any fears of cats, and free to live your life as you want.
I am so proud to have known you, and I wish you nothing but the best, my friend.
Lenny has to this date, not been found, and I doubt he ever will be. It is time to let him go.
I have never spoken much about my animal companions so please bare with me as I describe Lenny.
I have always joked that when it came to looks Lenny was nothing to write home about. He was a dull greyish purple color, scrawny in built, and was the runt of his flock. In other words, he was as plain as mud.
But what he didn't have in looks he made up for in personality. He was the James Cagney in birds, feisty, head strong, inquisitive. He was Egg's loyal friend, and her, protector. When my youngest cat would fly at their cage, Egg would beat it to the back. But not Lenny, he would come out swinging and that feline would get an earful. He never would back down, not to me, not to any cat, not to any bird.
When I first got Lenny and Egg another parakeet came with them. He was by far the prettiest and I named him Star for the white shape star on his turquoise back. Lenny would always pick a fight with Star and would usually be the one who ended up at the bottom of the cage. Humiliated, Lenny would then have to admit defeat and begrudgingly make his way back up. His attitude remained defiant.
Lenny's empty cage stills stands in the hallway with it's top off. I left it there in the hopes that Lenny would return. For the better part of last week I swear I could still hear him anxiously flutter about every time I passed that cage. So sure I was of hearing that vibration and sensing his presence that I would always stop to look inside. Of course there was nothing and one day it stopped. With it's sudden cessation I know Lenny has finally moved on.
I know you are so much happier, Lenny. You are free from the cage that confined you, free from any fears of cats, and free to live your life as you want.
I am so proud to have known you, and I wish you nothing but the best, my friend.