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Missing Jabba

This little mite was with me for six days. An Oriole. Found in our garden. Still a baby. He grew stronger everyday. Loved how he sings when he eats. And when we would drive to work he would jabber the whole route. When he looked at me he stole my heart. Felt blessed when he followed me around the room when I prepared his food. Stealing bigger and bigger chunks of my love.
He went onto specialists today who will continue hand rearing him and then release him.
Funny how one can be happy and sad at the same time. Happy for doing what is right for him. And sad because he is taking a piece of my heart with him. Love you little guy. I trust the wild will be there always for you and all your future generations.

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