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I went to Target today with the goal of buying Snow Bite if I found her. I got to the Monster High section of the doll aisle and found a little girl and her grandma. I always get nervous when I go to raid a toy section when other people are present, but as I stood trying to keep my cool I overheard the little girl comment on all the details of the dolls she had lined up to choose from. I saw 2 on my list in her line up and I asked her if she collected. Grandma kind of looked stunned while I carried on a 10 minute conversation with this girl about her collection.

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She asked who I was looking for and I told her Snow Bite and she was kind enough to tell me she already dug through the shelves and hadn't found any other then one of the ones I had. I looked again at the 2 she had in her line up on my list. I looked her in the eyes and told her that if I were to walk out of the store with one of them, it would be Jennifire because she's a really hot doll right now, but the Clawdeen would be a close second. Her face lit up when I said that. And while I didn't walk away with a doll and resisted the urge to run back to the aisle to see who she picked, I felt really good about that chat with that little girl. I saw myself in her when I was that little and she just spoke to my heart.

I don’t always talk to kids out of fear their parents will freak out, but grandma didn’t seem to mind.

Goodbye R2

Yesterday, my sweet little R2 passed on from this plane to the next. While I suspected he wasn't well, I didn't expect him to go so quickly. I had picked up a replacement perch for him since his favorite one broke, when I put it in the cage, I could tell he wasn't himself. He was eating though. About an hour later my mom told me she had heard him falling from his perch repeatedly that morning. At that moment, he fell again. I grabbed the softest towel I could find, wrapped him up in it and for the first time since I've had him, was able to hold and pet him without him trying to take my finger off.

R2 was formerly Blue Bird. I adopted him from a daycare when his mate had died. I got him as a mate for my brother's budgie that I had taken in. Unfortunately, Miss Cuddle Pie left us that same year, but I promised R2 I would let him live out his days with me. I couldn't see putting him through another adoption and shuffling him from another home or having him tormented by children again.

In the 3 years since I've had him, I only recently got him to trust me enough to sit on my finger. I couldn't take him from the cage. I couldn't hold him or pet him like I could Cuddle. I would sit and talk with him daily though. While I feel good that I kept my promise to him, I still feel bad that he's gone. I held him until the end and then I put him with Cuddle. While part of me giggles when I saw 'I lost R2!', but then it's followed by crying and littleness. While I'm happy he didn't suffer long, I'm still sad my little bird is gone.