Tweety Is Now Flying with the Angels

Yesterday Tweety, my dear canary, died. I loved his singing and the cheery attitude he had. He was such a nice companion for me. Often when I played the music of Andrea Bocelli, Tweety tried to out-sing him. I loved his warbling and trills. A high C was no problem for him!

He used to sing in the mornings even before I removed his cover, but over the past 10 months or so, he was beginning to show signs of old age, and he only chirped occasionally.

Tweety and I had many great conversations. He knew when I was happy and when things weren't going so well. He joined in song when I would play the piano. He chirped when I would read my Bible or morning devotions aloud.

This morning my Aunt Ginny comforted me with these words, "Pets are such good friends. . . they just don't live long enough."

I shall miss him terribly. But it pleases me to know he is singing and soaring with the angels.