I have another parrot, an African Grey. His name is Kio. Although Beagles and Kio were not very close to each other, they get along fine.

This morning, Kio said: “Beagles! Beagles… where are you?”

I came to Kio, I said: “No more. Beagles is gone. Beagles is dead.” My voice cracked. Kio was staring back at me and he saw my tears falling. I walked away… “Beagles… no more”.

Kio understands “No more”.