Snowball was my quaker parrot.
I had for eight years.
She was green gray white and blue and light green.
She could talk up a storm.
Snowball would say lots of thing's
She was very polite.
She would say thank you when given something like a treat.
When I came home I did not hear her talking in her cage.
I looked down at the cage she was laying so still.
She had no chills.
Snowball was dead .
I put her in the pet cemetery
Where she was put to rest.
I’ve encountered many non-human creatures on my life’s journey.
I have found each and every one of these animals to be a unique and wondrous being.
Animals have truly brought fullness to my life. Some of them have also brought de
Sandie