Currently, Mel is one year and one month old.  He is healthy as he has been since birth.  He is glad to be himself.  He never doubts the goodness brought upon him.  He is cool.

     His mother bird became old over time with her feathers turning gray. 

      *Author's note: Abagail begins to sleep on the bottom of the cage and shivers.   Something, must be wrong, but what?   A few weeks into February 2020, as in the second weekend, on Saturday, she is dead.  It was a natural cause.   The owner feels sorry for her poor bird who died of old age. She buries the mother bird.

     Sam is on his own now.  He appears to be fine. He eats, drinks his water, and acts like his normal self.   

     Now, it has been a few weeks, since Abagail's death and all the other four birds, Pearl and Stuart in one cage, Mel in his cage, and Sam in his cage are all happy, healthy birds.

    Mel remains the quietest bird. He tries to talk, but struggles.  He mostly chirps.

       The owner thinks to herself, will Mel ever learn to talk?  She shrugs her shoulders and thinks perhaps in time he will.  The others do, so she will just have to wait and see.

       -Summer out!