Kosterpeldings Lose a Friend

Louise

Last night, I went downstairs to feed the birds, and found that Louise had somehow died.

Louise was a good bird. She never quite had the spunk of Harry, but she was steadying force in our bird cage. She was a good bird. She didn’t want to die, and we didn’t want her to go.

Truth be told, Chelsey and I grew to really hate those birds. They were loud and messy, and loud some more. But now that we have lost one of them, I feel horrible. I feel horrible because something I was supposed to take care of has died. And I feel horrible because I know how lonely Harry is going to be now.

If love means never having to say you are sorry, then pet ownership should mean never having to bury your bird in the middle of the night behind your garage.

12 thoughts on “Kosterpeldings Lose a Friend”

  1. Brent, I feel your pain.. Only my bird did not die, SOMEONE(Not going to mention names) set him loose in the wild to fend for himself so I am sure he did not make it.

  2. I am sorry about your bird too, Susan. I don’t know what sort of person would think a pet bird would make it in the wild.

  3. You hear all the time about the wild parakeets in Brooklyn and wild maccaws in San Francisco.

    Birds are rats with feathers, they can make it anywhere.

  4. Brent all I am going to say is that person’s name begins with M_ _ _ _ E. She posted the comment before mine.

    Kent wild birds are different than birds raised from babies and all they know is to be giving thier food by hand. He was a wonderful pet for 14 years.

  5. I think we better stop now. That last time Susan started railing on Marnie for this issue, it was at Amber’s wedding, and they started throwing glasses around.

  6. What would be your choice—die a miserable death by starvation and heat or FREEDOM?

  7. Brent that only happened because certain people were aiming to get other’s DRUNK!!!!!!!!!!

  8. Right, but just to be on the safe side, maybe you two should remove any glass from your immediate areas.

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