Leo is Gone!!

And no, I didn't kill him. But yes, I am rejoicing!

The cowgirl finally came and got that demon-in-cockatiel form, while I was away this past weekend. What delight to come home and NOT hear him screeching! How inexpressibly wonderful to wake up this morning and NOT be greeted by his nonstop, piercing whistles! Ecstasy! Bliss!!

I must say I'm glad that I didn't have to resort to murder in order to rid myself of his growing annoyingness. Because it WAS growing. Every day he got worse. I fully believe that he was trying on purpose to irritate me. He hated me, too, after all. Sometimes, when I came near his cage, he would open his sharp little beak and hiss at me.

Of course, that might be because I once tried to suck him up into the vaccuum cleaner, but I don't care. He deserved it.

But he has gone to a better place now, and without dying, so he must be pretty stoked. I hope he sang about it the whole way home with the cowgirl. I hope he was sitting right next to her in the car, so that she could get the full benefit of all his wondrous musical ability that she has not heard ever since she moved away. I hope she now fully appreciates all that she's been missing.

I, however, will thoroughly revel in the appreciation of not missing it at all. What joy!