We let Cal and AB go on Monday.
We haven’t seen them since, although we keep the window open for them, and we go outside frequently to try to get a glimpse of them.
So far no luck.
I spent the last three days feeling sorry for myself. I even ugly cried.
I know they were never really mine and I was just taking care of them til they could take care of themselves, but I couldn’t help getting attached.
My husband and I both miss them, and we wonder if they miss us too.
Probably not and we’re just projecting our feelings onto them, but still… I can’t help hoping that we’ll see them again, and that they’ll remember us enough to stand on our heads again.
Here are our last pictures of them:
I love you, Cal and AB. I’m glad we got to have you in our lives, even if it was just for a little while.
I’m feeling like a piece of my heart is missing ever since you flew away, but I know that you’ll both have good birdie lives. Au revoir.