This afternoon I was in the kitchen making dog food for Noah and Fudge, an activity we do every four days. I had several dogs hanging around hoping I'd drop something. The others were in the back yard enjoying the first sunshine we've seen in almost two weeks. The four birds were singing and chattering as they watched the activity.
When I finished chopping and stirring I walked into the living room and sat down to read emails. I heard some strange soft chirping sounds from the bird area and went to see what was going on. Stanley, Calder and Norris were on the top perch making the strange noises and Elwood was lying on the floor of the cage. She had died in the seconds that it took me to walk out of the room.
Sometimes they can be annoying or we can be too wound up with our lives to stop and give them attention, but we are so fortunate to be entrusted with these precious lives and must never take them for granted.