My dear little Malcolm bird died on the morning of March 31. Little Malcolm has been at my parent's house since June of last year as I had a great deal of work travel and was away a lot. My parent's grew quite attached to the little green guy and so it was hard on many of us when he passed away. But he went very quickly; peacfully. In fact, the night before, my mom said he sang every little happy song (all his sounds) he knew. These pictures were taken at Christmas...he was in great health then... and I was glad that I got to see him in January when he still had lots of life and love. Loved the little creature so much.
