Where I would go if I could travel into the past

June 6th, 2020

The day before the death of my African Grey.

I don't regret much, and when I do it's generally just embarrassment that I eventually get over. But that day.... That day will be the biggest regret of my life...

I won't say I was the best pet owner, and no I did not kill my angel, but the timing of his death and my choice of action did not link up well...

His name was Peter. We bought him from a lady that seemed to just want to get rid of him. A little while after getting him we find out he has some serious chest problems. We got him his treatment and took him for regular checkups at the vet. Everything was smooth sailing.

Until there were days when he refused to eat. Once or twice when he did this, I would ignore him, and only give him attention once he ate something. It seemed to work because whenever I ignored him after that, he would eat. And again I thought all was good.

However this habit of not eating became more frequent, and I just kept getting frustrated. And that night, I did the same thing. Ignored him. Never kissed him good night. Barely even looked at him. And worst of all, I wasn't even in a good mood.

If only I knew that would be the last time he would see my face. The last chance I'd have to cuddle and play with him...

Maybe there are more important days I could go back to. Days that would benefit me more if I went back to change something. But if I had the chance, I wouldn't think twice before choosing that day. I would shower him with all the love and let him go peacefully....

I'm sorry, little angel. I love you so much, and I miss you. Rest in Peace, Peter. Your pure soul deserves nothing but happiness.