Pika
You were my only weakness. I found you one evening in my porch. A big wounded parrot. I couldn’t just leave you like that. I decided to take you inside and heal you. My best friend is a vet and he gladly took care of you. He told me you were a girl so I named you Pika. I searched the neighbourhood for lost parrot but no one had lost one.
I bought you a stand but you preferred to sit on the couch with me. I remember admiring your shinny blue and red feathers. You were getting stronger day by day and I was anxiously waiting to come home from work, so we could sit together on the couch.
One day you flew onto my shoulder and you talked! I couldn’t believe my ears. You said “hello” and I was like what on earth!? From that moment we became inseparable. We went for shopping, for coffee, for walks, even for sleep together. We played and cuddled like you were a dog. You were my child. I taught you 50 words. We were communicating perfectly. You made me feel happy and energetic. I wasn’t feeling alone anymore.
We lived together 30 happy years. You died of old age and I know that this is the best case scenario for you. You were always healthy and happy. My poor little baby I thought we had a lot more years ahead of us. I was terrified what would happen to you if I died first. I’d never thought that I would bury you first because I am old.
Last night I dreamed about you. I was hugging you and it felt so real. I will come to find you soon my Pica. I can feel it and it’s comforting. I love you.
Name / Oνοματεπώνυμο: Pica JonesMother's Name / Όνομα μητρός: Emma JonesAddress / Διεύθυνση: USABirth Place / Μέρος γέννησης: USABirthday / Ημερομηνία γέννησης: 1990Cause of Death / Αιτία θανάτου: OLD AGEAge / Ηλικία: 30Death Place / Μέρος θανάτου: HOMEDeath Date / Ημερομηνία θανάτου: 2023
