Wow! Bogie passed on 9-24-2018. He was Ten years and two weeks old when we had to put him down. I can't kid myself...time has not healed any wounds in this family! Even though this is 9-29-20, just a few days past Bogie's passing date, I couldn't bring myself to make this thread. So much bad has happened this year, I can't handle much more negative news.
So, I just want to say that even though things are bad in this world, I thank God that I have memories to look back on. I was reading the local section of our newspaper at the breakfast table, like I have done for 47 years, when Vicki looked at me and started a conversation about Bogie. She was sitting across the table from me. She said, " David. The way you are holding the newspaper up and reading it reminds me of the ten years Bogie shared our breakfast table with us."
" Oh, really? What is all the excitement about? "
" Well, when you hold the newspaper up, I can see the back page ( in color) where the image of the state of Florida is ( it covered about two thirds of the page. The page was a page about the weather) ."
" Good for you! You see our state...And? " I said.
Vicki added, " Well, remember when Bogie used to walk over to you and look at the image of Florida? "
" Yes, I remember! And you always said for me to look at Bogie because he looked like he was reading the facts and figures and checking to see what the weather was going to be like. "
We both started to laugh about the memory. Every day, Bogie would run to the paper when I opened up the local section. He never approached me when I read the main section or the advertisements. It was always the weather page! It was in color and he loved to look at it. He looked like he was reading the words because he would slowly move his head from left to right, over and over again. As long as I held the paper up, he was there! He never missed a day until he got sick.
I am not kidding! He must have loved the shape and color of Florida. I could see him scan up and down the state. I know colors excited him. If I opened up a magazine that was in color, Bogie would get on the magazine and look it over as much as he could!
After this morning's memory session with Vicki, I went over to her and gave her a big hug and kiss! Her memory reminder uplifted me for most of the whole day. I got out Bogie's life journal and read all about that tremendous little guy! My God! The things he got into! The things he accomplished! He was no other ordinary bird! He was.....Bogie!
David and Vicki
So, I just want to say that even though things are bad in this world, I thank God that I have memories to look back on. I was reading the local section of our newspaper at the breakfast table, like I have done for 47 years, when Vicki looked at me and started a conversation about Bogie. She was sitting across the table from me. She said, " David. The way you are holding the newspaper up and reading it reminds me of the ten years Bogie shared our breakfast table with us."
" Oh, really? What is all the excitement about? "
" Well, when you hold the newspaper up, I can see the back page ( in color) where the image of the state of Florida is ( it covered about two thirds of the page. The page was a page about the weather) ."
" Good for you! You see our state...And? " I said.
Vicki added, " Well, remember when Bogie used to walk over to you and look at the image of Florida? "
" Yes, I remember! And you always said for me to look at Bogie because he looked like he was reading the facts and figures and checking to see what the weather was going to be like. "
We both started to laugh about the memory. Every day, Bogie would run to the paper when I opened up the local section. He never approached me when I read the main section or the advertisements. It was always the weather page! It was in color and he loved to look at it. He looked like he was reading the words because he would slowly move his head from left to right, over and over again. As long as I held the paper up, he was there! He never missed a day until he got sick.
I am not kidding! He must have loved the shape and color of Florida. I could see him scan up and down the state. I know colors excited him. If I opened up a magazine that was in color, Bogie would get on the magazine and look it over as much as he could!
After this morning's memory session with Vicki, I went over to her and gave her a big hug and kiss! Her memory reminder uplifted me for most of the whole day. I got out Bogie's life journal and read all about that tremendous little guy! My God! The things he got into! The things he accomplished! He was no other ordinary bird! He was.....Bogie!
David and Vicki