My little African Gray parrot, Sherman, went to heaven this morning. Though he was small, he had a huge personality. He filled up our house with chattering, whistling & singing. He made up words. He sometimes called himself ‘Shermy-Pie’—his combination of Sherman and sweety-pie. It’s heart-breakingly quiet around here now.
You can see him in many of my books. Wherever I’ve drawn a pirate scene, Sherman is there. Now I’ll carry him in my heart.
Goodbye, Shermy-Pie, my little budgie.