Friday, November 07, 2008
Little Bird died.
I was checking on him through the night and he seemed to be doing better. He was moving his head and both eyes had opened. I was so hopeful and Tom was too. Then the last time I checked him, he wasn't alive. It was really sad, even Tom felt bad and let me have a good cry. He buried him in the yard this morning. I'm so sorry I couldn't help this sweet innocent bird.
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Awww I'm really sad right now I seen the video last night and it made me think of all the little animals that I try and save, you did your best not very many people would have even done what you did!
You have such a beautiful heart!
Aww, poor thing. At least you made his last few hours warm and comfy.
You did what you could. This is sad, but hey, up in Heaven he has NO windows to run into. Right?
you know what's nice?
that your hubby buried him for you.
That, is a good man.
:-)
I'm sorry, sweetie. Hey, you did everything you could.
You have such a sweet, animal loving spirit!
I had a pet parakeet once. It got really sick before it died, and I slept next to it for two nights in a row. Even a little bird can touch your heart. I'm glad your wild one had you to comfort him in the end.
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