today i lost my yamapi.
mum was taking the chickens from the side garden to the back yard and the door was open... my dog teddy scared one of the chickens and she flapped her wings, which sent yamapi flying right out that open side door.
yamapi was my 18th birthday present. i've had him for six/seven years now.
i miss him so much.
i went outside calling him; we heard him in the neighbours' backyard so i hopped the fence and tried to find him but by the time i managed to get over it he'd gone. my brother said he saw him fly off across the road. he didn't see if he landed.
he's not a good flier, so i hope he hasn't gotten himself into too much trouble. i hope he's not too scared. i hope he's found a good place to sleep tonight. i hope the fireworks didn't scare him too much. i hope he's not cold.
i hope he's safe.
i put fliers up around the streets in our estate but i'm not too hopeful. (i say that, yet there's something inside me that still does hope; when kame was lost i put up posters and someone found him and called. i guess that's what's fueling that tiny spark of hope on.) he's a beautiful boy but he doesn't like people's hands and he'll probably get scared of them if they try to pick him up... or he'll just blow kisses. whenever he gets scared he blows kisses.
when i put the birds to bed i say 'good night, boys', and they all pile into the bird cage. toma always waits for everyone else to go into bed before following, and tonight i was wondering why he wasn't moving from his usual perch. it didn't take me long to realise that he was waiting for yamapi to go to bed. i had to pick him up and place him into the cage because he wouldn't budge. he and yamapi were best friends and i don't know what he's gonna do without him. or how yamapi will cope without him. i remember once we had to take toma to the vet but as soon as we moved out of yamapi's eyesight with him they were both screaming for the other, so we had to take them both.
i feel empty.
i heard him before. it was about nine thirty. but i couldn't find him outside, it was too dark and he wasn't answering when i called.
he was special. he was my boy. he copied the sound of the telephone ringing and blew kisses all the time and always looked like he had a smile on his face. he was so happy. he'd walk around with toma right by his side and he'd turn and toma would duck under his tail cause he's littler than pi. and man, he'd be so annoying sometimes, with the way he'd sing really loud and high-pitched enough to hurt your ears, the same song over and over and over again, but oh how i'm gonna miss that.
yeah.
i love you, yamapi.
please stay safe.