It was his hatchday yesterday. I forgot. He's not alive, so I don't have him to remind me. I really miss him he would've been 3. I had him so short, only 5 months... they fly into your hearts so quickly.
Some days it feels like I'll see him again, that he's still here. I remember after he passed I had dreams where he was still in his cage, and I immediately went to grab him and hold him, and as soon as I get hold of him my dream ends. Probably a sign that I wanted him to come back and that I wasn't ready to let go, and that I didn't believe he was dead. Because those were the emotions I was feeling.
I think I'm still grieving for him, because I still feel sad when I think of him... and I haven't fully accepted his death... could be the fact that I'm a very sentimental person, but I'm not sure.
I'm so sorry, Pipp. Grumpy was gorgeous, and I know that his life was filled with love for those 5 months you had him. I feel sure that he felt that love as he crossed the bridge, and it comforted him.