A very sad day, indeed. Who knew that a little blue bird, weighing about 1.5 ounces would touch our hearts the way Petey has over the last 9 years. Today was his last day with us. The tumor in his abdomen has swollen up to be the size of a ping pong ball. His quality of life has deteriorated to a point where he can’t move around his cage. He’s visibly in pain. Monte took him outside to give him one last chance to fly free, and he did (!) — to the neighbor’s yard. He was completely exhausted. The vet peacefully put him asleep forever and we took him home and buried him in a cedar box in the woods in our backyard. We miss you Petey.
