Violet




Today my little blue bird died.

We adopted her in 2005. She was a baby and her beak was still black.

She loved a little hot dog plushie (which was stolen in 2007 by a bratty cat)and would preen his hair.

My dad loved her more than anybody.

She was doted on constantly by that little yellow-green guy on the left since they were both babies:



I miss her.

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