Little bird....

I found my lovebird 'Golda' dead in the bottom of the cage yesterday. We hand- raised her and her sibling 'Shamus' from babies~they have always been called 'the babies' and it was a shock to see a mound of yellow and orange feathers so still on the cage floor when I lifted the cover. Shamus was squawking as usual, but was very quiet after I took Golda out. We wrapped her in gold and royal blue tissue~royal colors and fitting for her, we thought, and we'll bury her in the woods next to our house today. Poor wee mite.