Friday, July 5, 2013
Today is a very sad day at my pad. Our parakeet, Sunshine, died.
When I went to feed her this morning, I found her on the bottom of her cage without a speck of life. I knew it was coming, because I could tell she was old and at the end of her days. But it's always sad to lose a pet.
Bubba didn't take it very well. He's quite upset. (My daughter isn't home, but I'm sure she's going to be really sad when she finds out.) "See, Mama, even the sky is crying!"
I looked outside at the pouring rain. "Yes, Bubba, even the sky is crying. But I bet where Sunshine's at is full of Sunshine!"
Bubba nodded. "Yep. Because Sunshine brings the sun!"
So ladies and gentlemen, whenever it stops raining, my family and I will have a proper burial for Sunshine and lay her to rest in the parakeet cemetery behind our house.