Rollerblading along the road
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It has been two weeks now, i don't cry every day like I used to. I still haven't brought myself to take down his cage. I did put his velvet bag with his ashes in my dresser drawer, I can't look at it right now. I am healing and feel that it will take longer then I thought to get past his death. I think of Bert Allen who was a CAG owner here and his thread, Tinker is home, we followed him, he and his wife bought Tinker from a breeder and had to wait for him to be weaned before he came home. I followed his stories of Tinker growing and learning. Sadly one morning, Tinker flew to his knee as he did every morning and died in Bert's arms. Necropsy determined that Tinker had a brain tumor. He said he would never get another bird and I always didn't understand. Maybe I do now. I have decided to stay with this group and hopefully help other bird parents. The support, advice and comfort I have received I that thought about every day. I hope that I too will be able to do that for someone else.