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Once upon a
magical time, we all lived on the south shore of Long Island, in Bay Shore, New
York. Penataquit Creek
ran along the eastern edge of our property. A small brackish-wate Our permanent year-round residents included my husband and me, our blue merle collies, Gypsy and Misty, our birds, Pablo, Happy Bird and Kismet (Amazon Blue Front parrot, cockatiel, and budgerigar, respectively), assorted Muscovy ducks, a dozen or more Pekin ducks, a magnificent pair of swans - Diablo and Sara Beth - and lots of friendly squirrels.
I was privileged to enjoy for ten years all that
nature had helped me to create. Then, like all magical moments, one day, it was
so quickly gone. I had loved and laughed at the antics of my critters. I had fed
them in Nor'easters and in blizzards. I had helped them in times of trouble and
had cried whenever one had crossed over the "Rainbow Bridge". But, now, the time
had come for me to move on. And so with tears in my eyes and a very heavy heart,
I packed up all my treasures and watched as the movers placed them onto their
huge van ... And, then with Pablo and Happy Bird and Kismet, all in their
traveling cages on the passenger side and a very upset Misty in the back ... and
my precious memories tucked gently inside my heart ... I very slowly drove away
... not daring to look back ...
National Wildlife
Federation Backyard Wildlife Habitat
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