My little birdy
I could have ran over you that day, but it was your fate to live..
I didn’t plan to have a bird as one of my pets but I was ready to mother you till your feathers grew, at least till you were ready to fly.
The task I had to go through for you was challenging.. at least for me.
Personally, I’m afraid of birds.. I thought birds will peck people to death.. but Tweetyomomo, you were so gentle with your angry face.. so obedient and attached.
I had to buy maggots, cut off their heads and feed you! Got lost in KL trying to find a pet shop who are experts in Birds just so you have the right food. I guess the biggest mistake I made was to agree on a cage so you can be safe, little did i know most of your feathers randomly got snapped off overnight. I wasn’t sure if that was the case but I decided to give you the freedom to roam about at the human made Japanese garden.. you were happy taking short flights everywhere, hopping around like a boss.
6 months passed with all these memories of Tweety
Daddy calls out to me one morning saying
“Girl, i think you better have your last look.”
Without hesitating, I knew it was Tweetyomomo. It was unusual that it wasn’t as noisy as it used to be in the morning.. I stomped my way downstairs to find Tweetyomomo was already suffering trying its best to breathe in the hands of my dad..
I watched it struggle, eyes closed, body cringing, head bending to the side and tail stretching towards its head.. I was afraid but I didn’t let my fear take over holding Tweetyomomo in my hands..
In that special moment, you opened your eyes and called out to me.. I knew, you were waiting for me. I felt your pain.. but i could only love you and gently run my fingers through your head and chest and say…
“its okay.. I’m here now.. know that I will miss you.”
Cloud on the other was aware of whats going on and he laid beside Tweetyomomo’s nest looking like this..