Dedications
Dedicated to Barney
He just died in my hands yesterday. He was very old for a Tymneh African grey. He was captured from Africa and I saw him in a pet store. I was aghast when they told me he was dying his sibling did and his history. He was nine months old. I let the store know shame on them. I took him because he needed me. I tamed him to be the sweetest love. He would talk, and sit on my left shoulder. He would give a kiss if asked. He saw a lot, I had him when I had my horse Pharaoh. He saw the many dogs, and he had love. We knew each other and talked every day! He was very old for this wild caught bird, he lived a long life, and died in my hands. Barney would call Pharaoh every time I would open my door, even after Pharaoh passed.
He would often call out the names of all my pets in the past. We shared a lot of our life together. This is from my heart today after loosing my beloved Barney of many decades.
Barney was a wonderful experience, He was Grand!