It's the second anniversary of Zaffer's death. I'll never stop grieving for him. While he was here, we were inseparable! It felt like he'd become part of my soul. Losing him was, without question, the most devastating experience of my life. I have found that without him much about life no longer matters to me. Of course, I love my remaining two macaw friends very much. But even so, somehow my world carries on dismal and gray. It's a void that feels infinite and endless. I so hoped to grow old with Zaf by my side. He was my perfect companion.
Zaffer should have lived a far longer, healthy life. He was the sweetest, most innocent being I've ever known. It hurts so much to remember the twists and turns of his decline and how they caused him such immense suffering and horror. What happened to him is beyond unfair. Each and every day, I grieve for my sweet blue boy. For the remainder of my life, these feelings will endure. I miss my sweetheart beyond expression
Ziffy left me plenty of his feathers. I began collecting and saving them on day 1 in 2005. Here are a few photos of some of them. And I have several additional boxes filled with still more.
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