You know it is inevitable but there is never the right time for someone or something to die. Luna was like my daughter and now she is gone after 17 years of experiences. I loved her more than life itself.

Yet, I have another bird named "Magic" who needs me and she is a character. I caught her with my bare hands up in Haiku, Hawaii on the Island of Maui. Luna moved here with me from Alaska.

Together Magic and I mourn Luna's death. We both miss Luna so very, very much.

A lesson here for us all is to love each other every day to the maximum because someone you love might just slip away. Luna waited for me in order to die in my hands while I stroked her and I must tell you it was one of the most difficult things I've ever done. She even managed to kiss me goodbye albeit weakly .

Loving Dancer,
Carmie