Beagles was a friend, a companion, a very dear playmate, and more. She died in my arms last night, 17 March 2008 at 9:30 pm.

I came home late, around 9:00 pm. The moment I opened the door to my apartment, I greeted her.

“Hello, Beagles, how are you? How’s my pet?”. I opened the door of her cage, reached for her with my right hand. She held my fingers, and gave her a kiss.

Beagles is a blue-fronted amazon parrot. She’s a severe loss to me. I feel so awful right now.

I’ll talk about what had happened later.