And this is my Angel Baby that I got shortly after Baby flew away. Angel was my heart. I loved him so much. He would wake me every morning by asking me "watcha doing Angel Baby". He would kiss me all the time and loved to have his head scritched. He was the sweetest bird I have ever had and I miss him dearly. I feel like a fool because I let him get into something he shouldn't have gotten into and he got heavy metal posioning. By the time Dr. Edwards checked him out he knew there was pretty much nothing we could do but he did what he could. Angel died the next day and it broke my heart to hold him and not hear him say anything, to know i would never hear him talk to me again. My son says he is flying with the angels now but I'm greedy and I want him back here with me so badly. I am grateful to have had him and to have had the love he gave me. As sweet as my babies are that I have now, I'll always long to hear Angel wolf whistle at me one more time. This is my favorite picture of him, sitting in his food in front of my computer daring me to try to move him..
