In the daytime, she’s all GO – from the moment she wakes to the moment she goes to bed – flying, exploring, playing, & vocalizing – she’s gotta let the whole world know she’s alive!
She’s a sweet little handful, & sometimes I struggle just to keep up with her. But at night, in the dark, she becomes another creature. She fluffs out all her feathers and crunches her beak in pure contentment before she finally tucks her head under her wing & goes to sleep.
And when I come to bed, she stirs for a moment and makes the tiniest of sounds, barely audible yet somehow resounding – the sound of pure joy, the sound of pure love, a tiny celebration of our bond.
The sound echoes through my head as I turn down the covers, crawl into bed, and lie there, heart overflowing.
I treasure these moments beyond words.