Pretty Peggy the Parrot

52 Stories in 52 Weeks: 2007 ##4 Pretty Peggy the Parrot

By: Mr. George Patnoe Jr.'s Ambidextrous Writing Brain + Mind

Kyle sat in his backyard as he read a book on the Bible. A Saturday morning seemed to be a good day to read a book on the Bible, as is any other day; if you are reading the correct book. This book was on the first book on Genesis, written by John W. Doorly; a very smart man. In any case, Kyle had just read a paragraph about how the whole universe is just a state of consciousness, along with effects of that statement. Out of no where, Kyle had a thought pop into his mind, "Go find that green, classy parakeet." But not really a thought, more like a sense picture of a Saturday when he had seen a bird seller who sold birds in a pet store’s parking lot. The owner had a parrot for $500., which Kyle thought was cool, but Kyle also thought to himself that he would never spend $500 for a parrot.

But he would spend $25 on a small green parakeet. He had seen a green parakeet in another pet store a few weeks ago, but when he went back to buy it, a boy who had saved his money for the green bird, so he had bought it. Kyle thought that the green parakeet seemed to have more class than the yellow parakeet or the blue parakeet, or the white parakeet that he had bought, but which he lost by different means. The blue parakeet had a big personality, but it had found a way out of the cage, so once outside the cage, it flew to a tree’s branch, looked upon Kyle as if to say its last good byes, and it flew away to a higher tree. That tree was so high that once that blue parakeet had reached its branches, it looked down onto the earth with a new set of eyes. It must have known that it was never going back into that cage.

The white parakeet was swooped up by a bigger bird who was really hungry and the yellow bird was drowned because it was really sick and Kyle could not bear to see it suffer. Instead, Kyle looked into its eyes as it dyed under the water. Kyle did not like looking into the eyes of that yellow parakeet while it dyed because he can still see those eyes staring back at him. Still not good!

As he sat in his backyard, he pondered what he had learned from the three tiny birds called parakeets. He had to clean up after them, and he had to feed them, and maybe more importantly, he had learned how to communicate with the little birds, even as little as he could because they were still little birds, but creatures of the flying world nevertheless. So, maybe one more color just for the fun of it.

Kyle stood up and grabbed his wallet and cell phone and popped a black driver’s hat onto his partly balding head, sunglasses too. As he drove down the street to the bird seller’s parking lot, he noticed a regular pet store, but he kept driving anyway. When he reached the bird sellers parking lot, all he saw was an empty parking lot. Where was the bird seller? The lady inside the pet store said that the bird seller sells birds in the parking lot every so often and not on a regular basis. Now what? though Kyle, as he drove back towards his home. But then he remembered the normal pet store not even five minutes from his house.

Walking into the chain pet store, Kyle noticed all of the signs that hung down from the ceiling. Dogs. Cats. Birds. And other stuff. Walking into the glass enclosed section for only birds of all sorts, Kyle got a sense that noisy chaos seemed to rule over the steel bars that made up all of the cages that imprisoned small birds, big birds, and even medium birds. Like every other pet and bird store, the birds all hung out by perching on their plastic branches and making noise and being normal caged birds. Even the loners would just hang out, hoping for an interested buyer who would take them away from all of the little bird’s chirping. But one bird stood out from among the rest.

Kyle noticed the green, but somewhat ruffled feathers, on a bird that stood as proud as a bird that Kyle had even seen, even in a movie. The lady employee who stood by watching the energetic green parrot told Kyle that the parrots name was Peggy. Peggy's head looked just like a hawk’s head, only made for a parrot, with kinder eyes especially when Peggy knew that she had to behave for a possible new owner, a new master, a new friend. Kyle poked his finger out to Peggy and Peggy poked out her one claw and then the other claw to grab hold of Kyle’s finger, and then Peggy slipped herself up the length of Kyle’s black sweat jacket covered arm, all the way up to his shoulder. What a surprise that was for Kyle, who was not sure what to do next. Peggy chewed off a metal air ring off of Kyle’s black hat and when Kyle noticed that metal ring in Peggy beak, Kyle said, "Oh Peggy, give that back to me." as he pulled it out of Peggy's beak.

The lady was so impressed that she walked out of the bird section and came back with the guy manager of the store. He said that he wanted to give Peggy a good home because Peggy was a mistaken bird that sent to the store instead of another bird. He would let Peggy go for only $1000, instead of the sales price of $1500, while the normal price was $2500. Kyle stood there, in front of the manager and the lady employee and Peggy and all of the noisy birds wondering what kind of offer was that, A Thousand Dollars! For a Parrot!

The managers eyes begged for a positive yes, but Kyle stated that he would think about it after he did some research on the Peggy. Kyle returned home, only to do a web search on Peggy. Kyle found some information about, but not much. So Kyle went back for four days in a row just to watch how Peggy's acted with other people. Kyle learned a lot just by watching Peggy and other people. Kyle learned that Peggy was a sweet bird to people who let her stand on her shoulders, but when a certain male employee grabbed Peggy with both and hands and roughed her up, Peggy would try and sometimes did bite the moron employee.

He was always mad at Peggy for biting him, but Kyle noticed how Peggy never bit people who treated her like the smart and classy parrot that she knew she was, even in a pet store. Four days later, Kyle paid the $1000 for Sue and he even bought a new cage with bird toys and bird food. The employees helped Kyle put all of the stuff in his small car, while they put Peggy in a small brown cardboard box. Less than five minutes later, Kyle drove the car into the garage, took out he cage and set everything up. And then something really special happened, for both Kyle and Peggy. Kyle took the box from the car and walked through the house to the backyard, he opened the backyard kitchen door, and he opened the small brown box to let Peggy out of the box. Peggy climbed out of the box to see the blue sky for the very first time in her life!

As Peggy grabbed Kyle’s finger, Peggy stared up towards the clear blue sky as Kyle stared at Peggy. Kyle looked into Peggy’s eyes as Peggy's eyes looked up to where other birds, like the white flying seagulls were doing what Peggy wished she could do. Maybe Peggy did not want to fly away as soon as that, but Kyle knew that her bird mind was still a bird mind, even if her wings were clipped to prevent her from flying. Kyle wondered what Peggy was wondering about as she saw the blue sky for the very first time since she was born. He realized that Peggy’s eyes had never seen beyond the white painted room’s walls. Her poor parrot mind must have known that something was wrong, even if she did not know what was causing her mind to know that there had to be something more beyond the pet store walls, even if she did not know what that something was. But now Peggy knew what was located beyond the white walls.

For Peggy the Parrot, a whole new world, a whole new universe. And a new friend named Kyle. For Kyle, a new friend named Peggy. Peggy looked up at the blue sky, Kyle also looked up. He realized that in one sense, they both saw the same blue sky with all of the different birds flying high near the clouds and some birds were flying low near the ground. Kyle also realized that he did not know what the blue sky with all of the flying birds meant to Peggy because she seemed to be in a state of wonderment. She saw birds flying so high in the sky for the first time, that Kyle thought that Peggy now knew what she had been missing, even though she was feeling the inner urge to fly. Now that she saw other birds flying, she must have become aware of her own possibility of high cloud flight. Kyle thought that maybe Peggy was now wondering if she too could one day fly high in the sky with the other natural birds of nature, but hopefully she was just currently happy in her new universe. How would Peggy change, thought Kyle?

When Kyle saw Peggy not looking up or really at anything on the ground, Kyle then realized that Peggy inner ears were focusing on sounds that she had never heard before. Kyle started to practice listening to all of the sounds around him, just to find out if he could hear what his new friend was listening for the first time. First, there were the other birds that hid in the branches of the trees, chirping and making all kind of noises, but then there was the sounds of cars, trains, children laughing and playing, dogs barking, the tv’s people taking, even the sound of silence as there were no more caged birds to be forcefully listening at almost twenty four hours a day.

Of course, Peggy the Parrot was free from the chaos, but Kyle now owned a new sense of parrot responsibility. Even as sue was learning about Kyle’s universe, Kyle had began to learn about Peggy's universe. In other words, what did Peggy like to eat and of course, what kind of music would Peggy like to listen to during the daytime, not to mention tv viewing for Peggy.

Kyle all of a sudden had created a list of dreams for his new friend to experience in order for Peggy to become a super parrot of all the parrots. Kyle became dreaming up new ways to make Peggy smarter than even Peggy could imagine. After letting Peggy stare up at the sky, Kyle’s fingers and arm became a bit tired, so he pointed his finger towards the cage and Peggy instinctively knew to step onto the wooden tree branch, but Kyle realized that he and Peggy would have to learn to communicate with each other in different kinds of communicational forms, so they would understand what the other wanted, needed, and even demanded. After some time, Kyle saw an inner mental image of when Peggy was going to take a poop, and a few seconds later, Peggy would indeed poop.

Kyle soon thereafter understood that he could tune into the mind of Peggy and he wondered if Peggy could tune into his mind and even other people’s mind. Was Peggy a mind reading parrot?, wondered Kyle. An idea popped into the mind of Kyle. If Peggy's ears were focusing in on all of the sounds around them, more than any human could, what would happen if Peggy was to listen to all of the different kinds of classical music and even new age music? Kyle was having fun with all of these new ideas to help Peggy with her new mental development. Kyle bought a small stereo that could play the radio and CDs and even old fashion tapes. Kyle even bought some parrot teaching tapes to help Peggy learn new humans words and phrases. When Kyle played these parrot teaching tape, Peggy did not seem impressed with them, almost like she was insulted by the dull repetitive nature of human words. What would she even need them for anyway? though Kyle.

As Kyle set up the new stereo for Peggy, Kyle noticed Peggy was watching his every move, almost as if she was wondering what was the purpose of the new object. After the stereo was all set up, Peggy seem to act more curious than even, until Kyle hit the on button after slipping a classical cd into the player. The soft flute music must have been heaven to Peggy ears. She even seemed to smile, and then relax, especially now that she knew what the magical box was going to do for her. The magical box would send beautiful sound waves to Peggy and she knew that Kyle was becoming her best pal in the whole world. Kyle took pleasure in playing new music for Peggy.

Mozart, Chopin, Bach, the violin, the flute, the piano, the new age music; Peggy love it all.
One day, Kyle stuck out his finger for Peggy to climb on, and so Peggy did climb onto his finger, even as she never knew what Kyle had planned for Peggy. Kyle had bought a wooden bird stand for Peggy to stand on when she watched the television. Though of course, the first time Kyle put Peggy down on the new wooden bird stand for tv, Peggy had no idea what Kyle was planning to do with her. As Peggy stood still on the wood stick, she just gave Kyle and the television a strange look until the moment Kyle turned on the television. Now, Peggy stared only at the television, while Kyle watched Peggy glare into at the moving pictures. Kyle wondered what Peggy was wondering about as she watched the television for the first time.

Peggy’s eyes saw things and even life different than Kyle’s eyes, so Kyle could only guess that Peggy was having fun watching her first television show, which was Sesame Street. For some reason, Kyle thought she would like the sounds because she probably had the mind of child and since children like Sesame Street, his child like parrot would also like the moving colors, the moving colorful characters, who all had their particular vocal sounds; and that is not to mention the background music. Kyle guessed to himself that the Sesame Street producers would have never guessed that a smart parrot named Peggy would be learning about human life and Sesame Street life. After a few weeks, Kyle realized that Peggy wanted to watch Sesame Street in the winter months. In the summer months, all Peggy wanted to do was hang out either on her kitchen cage top or on the huge Y shaped tree branch in the back garden.
Peggy just loved that garden Y tree branch.

The bottom part of the Y was stuck in the ground, while the top part of the Y had a wooden branch tied across it for Peggy to walk back and forth when she needed the exercise. The funny thing about that backyard garden is all of the action that would either creep up to her, or maybe fly in from the sky to her. The one thing that surprised Peggy one day was a huge red with yellow spotted butterfly. Kyle noticed how Peggy tilted her head back and just starred at the silent flying butterfly. The butterfly settled on a bushes’s green leave and it just rested from its own uneven flight. Peggy looked like she wondered what kind of flying creature was the butterfly and where did it come from, or so thought Kyle. A silent flying creature compared to the normal flying creature that Peggy was used to seeing outside of her window and even when she stood on the Y in the garden.

The very fast and noisy hummingbird had become a garden favorite because Kyle had hung six or seven humming bird feeders around his house. Because the hummingbirds could fly as still in the air as a helicopter, they would sometimes fly very close to Peggy’s head and just hover in the air, as their eyes would meet, small bird to big bird. Kyle thought to himself that even though they could not speak the same language, that somehow they were friends anyway. Bird friends! One bird flying up to another bird who could not fly, and they spoke some kind of silent language as they starred each other in their eyes. Kyle could not even guess what they might be saying to each other through the air that seem to separate their little bird brains which had a sense of flight life that most humans could not even dream of; while those humans who did fly in their dreams only had a sense of the speed and freedom of the hummingbird. Maybe the hummingbird sent a wish to Peggy that maybe one day she too would be able to fly like the seagulls and hawks, but not quite as fast as the speedy hummingbird. The hummingbird would then fly away, leaving the hypnotized Peggy un-hypnotized so she could again relate to the world around her, and to Kyle too.

Other creature would enter the garden area, but some of these creatures were could be very dangerous to birds, mainly because they wanted to eat the birds. When certain cats entered the yard, either through a hole or by jumping over the six feet fence, even Kyle would run outside to chase away the cats, but even Kyle knew that he could only hope that Peggy would not try to run and hide if she was attacked by a cat, but that she would take her very sharp feet and beak and cut into the skin of the cat. Kyle had hoped that if he was ever caught off guard, that Peggy would somehow manage to find the survival instinct inside her to defend herself from any creature like a hungry cat. Lucky for Peggy and Kyle, no cat, big or small attacked Peggy. Kyle was told that most cats will not attack a big parrot because somehow the cats know that big parrots have sharp beak and feet that could cut into the cat faster than a cat would realize. Still, they both knew that the danger was always there, lingering on the other side of the fence, or in a tree.

So most of the time, Kyle would babysit Peggy by sitting outside in the backyard so he could keep his eye on her, his parrot friend. But in truth, she was also keeping her eyes on him. As she stood on the wooden branch of one kind or another, Kyle would usually bring her some kind of fruit, like a black grape, which was her favorite. Kyle sometimes thought that Peggy was sending him a wish thought, though not really sending the wish thought as just thinking it, and then somehow Kyle would respond to her wish, even if he did not know Peggy had made a wish for a black juicy grape. When Peggy would see Kyle arriving with the black grape in his hand, she would prepare her sharp beak to grab the grape between her beak and then she would take her feet and hold the grape as she ate the black grape. A connection was always made from the grape exchange from human fingers to a parrot’s beak, from a human mind to a parrot mind.

Peggy liked to stare up into the huge trees in other yards that surrounded Kyle’s yard. Kyle sensed that Peggy was listening to the sounds from the trees more than just looking at the sounds of the trees. Kyle wondered what Peggy thought about all of those sounds, and even when she heard the sounds of an alarming fire truck or a police car’s siren. Was she afraid or just curious about the distance sounds that seemed to travel from one side of the yard to the other side of the yard? Kyle also wondered if Peggy could hear his mind when he thought about her because Kyle just knew by experience that he could hear her mind, even when he did not realize it at the time.

Kyle had read a few books on how a few humans would learn how to listen deep within their own minds to hear if they were picking up what their pets were thinking and feeling. Kyle usually rode a mountain bike to beautiful lake called Angel Lake. He knew that Peggy would see him get dressed for the trip and she would even watch as he rode away from the house. One day, Kyle bought a bird cage that would fit exactly into the backseat of the car. Kyle just had the urge to point his finger towards Peggy, let her pluck herself onto his finger, and walk her to the new bird cage in the car. And just like some magical clockwork, Peggy knew enough to hop off his finger onto the wooden branch in the car’s bird cage. At first, she stared at Kyle, but then she started to look at the other cars and sort of smile at Kyle for taking her along with him. The smile was in her eyes, like an invisible gleam of joy, from one soul to another soul.

Once they had reached Angel Lake, Kyle opened the car’s door and then the bird cage only to find Peggy so excited to climb onto his finger to go for a walk. Kyle saw her discover Angel Lake for the first time. Angel Lake was a manmade lake, but the water in the lake was a very small part of Angel Lake. There was more life around Angel Lake than the fish in the lake, it seemed to Kyle. Peggy’s knew she could not fly, just yet anyway, off of his finger, so she just stood still. Peggy looked all around the life at Angel Lake. She noticed the ducks, the geese, the seagulls, all the different kinds of dogs and people. Some people would walk up to Peggy and Kyle and talk to him about her, or they would just talk to her, while somewhat ignoring Kyle. Those were the bird and parrot people who knew how to communicate to parrots.

The problem arose when Peggy would look at a certain person and mind read them and dislike someone for some reason, a reason that Kyle would not even know about. Kyle had learned to trust Peggy's mind reading ability because sometimes Peggy would just pluck herself onto another parrot person’s finger just as if that person owned Peggy. Peggy was a smart parrot, almost to smart for a parrot or even a parrot. Kyle began to assume that Peggy was a supernatural Parrot from a different realm, which led Kyle to think that he and Peggy were somehow connected in another life, or by some other divine and supernatural reason. Peggy would look up to the sky and stare at the sky as a bird that really wanted to fly; it was in her eyes. Kyle began to feel really sorry for Peggy.

When Peggy would seem to get a bit mad or restless, like a small child, he would take her back to car and she would be happy again; knowing that Kyle knew what she wanted, but also because she knew she was going home. Once home, Kyle would sometimes gently place Peggy in the bathtub, and give her a short and warm bath or shower. After all, when she played in Angel Lake’s sand and dirt and grass, she would get a bit dirty, like a small child and all of that sand, dirt, and grass stuff would have to be washed off her baby. She hated getting a bath or a shower, but she loved being clean. Kyle would sometimes let Peggy stand on the shower’s shower curtain while he was taking a shower and when the time was just perfect, he would shove his finger up to her and she knew that she was going to get a shower whether she liked it or not.

The warm water would flow onto her green feathers, getting her soaking wet, but then Kyle would dry her off with a paper towel and then he would bring her to the backyard’s Y branch where Su would stand in the sun, drying off in on time. The funny thing was when it rained, Sue would just love hanging out in the rain, even poking Kyle’s finger when he could not babysit her anymore. He would usually go back into the house so she would have a second chance at getting a natural rain shower, but after that second chance, he would go out a third time and force her to go inside, for her own good and the good of Kyle.

One day, an idea popped into Kyle’s mind; put a wood tree branch across the mountain bike’s handle bars and place Peggy on the stick and go for a slow ride down the street. Maybe that idea was even from Peggy herself, but Kyle just had to try it; so he did. Kyle admitted that even he was a little scared about trying this new stunt, so he would have to be extra careful. Peggy obeyed his every move, just as she was mind reading Kyle’s mind. Once on the wood stick on t he bike, Kyle so very carefully and slowly started to peddle the mountain bike down the street. Kyle watched Peggy balance herself on the stick, and she looked like she was daydreaming of flying as the wind flew by her body. She was now feeling the wind as if she was flying, but she knew she could not fly like a real hawk or even like a hawk-headed parrot. Kyle began to feel even more sorry for Peggy the Parrot because he now knew that she now somewhat knew what it was like to fly like a real bird, a real flying creature of the skies. One day, Kyle put the bike on the car’s bike rack and he put Peggy into the car’s bird cage and off they drove to Angle Lake.

Once there, they practiced the same routine of setting Peggy on the stick across the handle bars, and off they went. He peddled slowly and she watched the ground under her fly by, along with the trees flying by, with the ducks flying by. Peggy had a gleam in her eyes of a Peggy who was dreaming of flying and in a way, she was flying, even though her wings were clipped, leaving her a flightless parrot.

Kyle felt the joy that Peggy felt when they went on these magical bike trips. They were the talk of the town, in some circles. One day, as they rode around Angel Lake, Kyle noticed a bend in the sidewalk, pointing in a direction they had never gone before. Kyle focused that towards that fork to the right and thought to himself, or so it seemed, maybe we should try it. As soon as Kyle finished the image, Peggy snapped her head back towards him and just starred at Kyle, even as he was still peddling the bike. It was at that moment that Kyle knew that he and Princess was of one Mind, some would call the Mind of God. A sense of oneness between two souls, who were at one with the universe, seen and unseen. Kyle knew they had been friends for some time, but now they were special friends, with a special bond that Kyle hoped would never be broken, in anyway whatsoever. But then Kyle made a mistake.

One day, as they rode around Angel Lake together, Kyle voiced out loud not so much a wish, as a true hope among soul mates. Kyle said to Peggy, "Oh Peggy, if it was possible to let you fly like a real parrot, I would let you fly like a real parrot; but I can not just let you fly way because you are not a wild parrot and you might not survive in the wild. Plus, you might miss the grapes, the television, the classical and new age music. Maybe then I would become a cop or get a job." He peddled onwards, forgetting that real angels were listening to his statement. Angel Lake was called Angel Lake by Kyle because he could sense their presence, and he could even communicate with creatures of other realms, but he also forgot the statement, "Be careful what you wish for because you might just get it."

One day, after Kyle had been painting doors in his house, during a hot summer day, Kyle took Princess out for a ride, on the street to go to Angel Lake. As Kyle cross the street, Peggy became scared and after they had cross the street, Peggy bit down hard into Kyle’s ear. Kyle’s immediate reaction was to throw her off his shoulder because they were both in a danger zone. It happened in seconds. The danger of riding a bike with a parrot biting the ear. The danger of hitting a car. The danger of a car hitting them. The danger of Peggy flying off into a car. The danger of whatever. After everything came to rest, Kyle looked down on his soul mate the parrot and he saw her motionless. She looked up to him and Kyle’s heart began to die within him.

He picked her up and placed her in a bike bag, while a older gentleman told him that they are strong birds, she should be ok. Kyle should have listened to him. Kyle then drove her by car to a emergency veterinarian. She had x-rayed Peggy and she informed Kyle that Peggy had no broken bones; just a little scrape somewhere. She wrapped red tape around Peggy’s feet so she would be forced to rest. But how would Kyle when Peggy was strong enough to stand again. That dumb veterinarian told Kyle that she would be able to stand up when she was strong enough. Kyle’s sense of logic was totally confused, even though she said Peggy would probably be ok. But that veterinarian did not explain everything to Kyle so Kyle could have made a different decision as he took care of her. As he waited outside, Kyle voiced his wish to the Angels, who he knew were watching him and the whole situation. "It is out of your hands now." a voice returned to Kyle.

Kyle took Peggy home, and he followed all of the veterinarian’s instructions to the letter, which Kyle still thinks was a dumb thing to do, even to this day. Because it was night, Kyle placed Peggy into her cage to let her sleep. The next morning, Kyle tried to care for Peggy as much as possible; trying to feed her, giving her water, and letting her rest in a dark room, looking in on her every half an hour. And then a voice entered Kyle’s mind, "You are putting her down." Kyle jumped to his feet, raced to Peggy, who was motionless. "No! No! No!" Yelled Kyle.

He started to cry and then to really cry and then he cried some more.

Kyle got himself together, and prayed. Kyle began to go into a super supernatural state of mind, as he held his parrot off and on for three or four days. He knew the truth about life and the deathless Life that was God, as much as he could in his current state of depressed state of mind. Kyle even asked Jesus for help, and even his own "deceased" spiritual adviser for help. Kyle even prayed to spiritual people whom he had never met humanly. No more voices, just silence. And then in one moment, Kyle placed the lifeless feathered body on the carpeted floor and he look towards Peggy tv stand and he said out loud, "If you want to get back in, go back in. If you do not want to get back in, fly away." Kyle could not believe had calm he was when he was talking to his now invisible buddy.

A minute or two later, Kyle seemed to be out of control. He snapped that featherless body from off the floor, and cut the metal ring off of the dead leg. He walked to the back yard, dug a hole, poured gasoline on the body, and set it on fire. The yellow flames shot up into the air, creating smoke and juts to make it hotter, Kyle kept putting newspapers on the body to make it burn and the flames rose even higher and hotter until Kyle felt finished. What made stop burning that body, he did not know; nor why he even picked up the body in the first place, but he did ask the question. Maybe it was Peggy’s message to him as she looked down on him. When he was done, he put the charcoaled body into a glass bottle, with some plastic toys, and some food and seeds; just as they did in ancient Egypt. Kyle then dug a hole under the tree branch Y in the garden, and he placed the glass bottle in the hole and put the tree branch back into the hole and filled it with dirt. Kyle looked on that Y tree branch knowing that he would never take it down, ever.

Kyle tried to accomplice his everyday events, like finishing his painting job, driving a car, biking to Angle Lake, even taking a shower, etc. But everywhere Kyle went, there was Pretty Peggy the Parrot, somehow looking over his shoulders, even when Kyle started to unexpectedly sob, even as he drove his car down the street. Kyle could not explain these purely emotional outbursts that occurred at any moment whatsoever. He was always caught off guard when some form of emotional waterfalls started to flow from his mind. He sobbed because a part of his life was gone, it was dead, disappeared in the vast universe called cosmic life, but somehow, Kyle knew that life never really died, though it appeared to die from our limited five physical senses; but there was so much more to life than skin and blood and feathers and even eyes and hears of a parrot or even of Kyle.

As Kyle move his body by walking on planet earth, Kyle’s mind was riding a roller coaster between spiritual logic and human emotions, from being happy that his now featherless buddy could fly in realms that Kyle could not even fly through yet to crying like a little child who had lost her mother by a warrior’s bullet. To keep his sanity, to a degree, Kyle kept on painting the kitchen because he had to finish it anyway, but Kyle knew that no matter what he did, that featherless parrot would somehow be either next to him in a featherless form, or at least still part of Kyle’s mind. Kyle felt a bit haunted by the spirt of the now flying parrot, who Kyle thought or at least imagined, was having fun flying around like a real parrot, and yet even better than a regular parrot with feathers.

Kyle knew, through his tears, that somehow, someway, the real spiritual princess was alive and having fun, flying around Kyle had read books of people who had left their bodies, leaving their less material counterpart to travel through walls like a floating bird, so how much faster could a bird who flew through earthly air, fly through the lesser material air of another dimension? Kyle did not know, but he guessed that Princess was moving faster than she ever dreamed possible. Somehow, even Kyle had changed, though he did not know in what way. So one day, after finishing the kitchen’s painting job, he sat in a chair in his backyard. And then a weird bird arrived.

He landed on the top tip of the highest pine tree only in the next yard over from Kyle’s yard.
The bird started squawking just Pretty Peggy the Parrot, but Kyle did not really notice, that is until after a few and probably more minutes, the strange bird just did not stop squawking. It started squawking even louder and faster and soon, Kyle looked up towards the tree top and he realized that the weird looking bird with the loud squawking was starring straight into the eyes of Kyle. Kyle smiled in some sort of wonderment as an inner voice appeared from a lady’s face deep within his consciousness. "This is a special moment." between you two friends.

If Kyle did not know better, it seemed like this bird was actually yelling at him, as it pointed its beak towards the area where she landed on the street. What was Kyle going to do, except listen to this bird squawk until it was finished. Kyle heard his neighbors talking about the mysterious bird and its loud squawking. "We thought his parrot had died!" But Kyle smiled as he knew better. Kyle had taken his eyes off of the bird for a minute and when he looked up, it was gone; but as Kyle starred at the tree’s top, the bird reappeared as it flew towards Angle Lake, as it gave Kyle one last glance, eye to eye from one soul to another soul. Kyle guessed that Pretty Peggy the Parrot was really mad and at the same time, she was happy to be flying like a normal bird. Kyle never did say good-bye, it would not happen because Kyle knew that he would always wish to see Peggy again, somehow, even in the afterlife, which lived if front of his own eyes.

A year or so had gone by, when Kyle received a hint from an angel or two, that Peggy was not featherless. Kyle let it go, but not for long. Kyle started to leave the television on as he had for Peggy, leaving Sesame Street on for his invisible friend to watch. Later, he started to leave the same music on for her to listen to, though Kyle also loved that music, along with some burning incense. He even bought some of her favorite grapes and he would leave one out for her every once in a while. Even as he sat in his backyard chair, he would place some food or a plastic toy on his boat shoes, just as he had everyday for four years.

At night, Kyle would play the same good night music for his little buddy, just as he had when she had feathers, and bones, and blood. Only now, Kyle would sing a little tune to Peggy, the soul he felt was in the bird cage, because even an invisible soul needs rest from flying around the different realms, she probably needed sleep too, and she knew she would always have a home to return to, to rest in safety. Because Kyle believed that his soul friend was still his friend, probably soul friends forever, Kyle would drop the black cover over the her cage and say night after night, "Well, Pretty Peggy the Parrot, wherever you are; how near or how far; good-night and sweet dreams. See you later alligator, see you later alligator!"