One of the hardest days ever in the Carly saga.
A Grey was found this morning in a backyard, just over the hill from many of the previous Carly sightings. She cautiously let a woman give her a cracker. Eventually her husband is able to pick her up and take her inside. They Google, find my FB page, and call me and SoCal Parrots. I drive over, talking myself down the whole time. I checked Craigslist for new lost ads — nothing — but it’s probably not her. The bird had no band. But I’ve been wondering if this long period of no sightings is because someone has stolen her. Perhaps they removed the band. I wonder if the husband has the reddish hair that Carly finds so irresistible in a man. That would be freaky.
A few days ago I actually prayed to St Francis of Assissi. I’m an atheist, but apparently still in the bargaining stage of loss. I’ve always loved St Francis though. I would freakin convert if it worked. (I can’t imagine suddenly feeling I know there’s a god, but faith is supposed to mean going with it even without proof right? So I’d just accept it on faith. Deal? Deal.) It was one of my weekly “release the pain” moments, and I pleaded that if someone had her she’d escape.
The husband answers the door. He has sandy reddish hair. (Freaky.) The bird is in their big dog crate. If it isn’t Carly it could be her twin, in looks and manner. Super calm, like Carly always is, not like a bird who’s lost, disoriented or afraid. Full wings, not a grown out clip. Same size and head shape.
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