Our Little Songbird

Some hearts with feathers fill every quiet corner of the home with music.

Sunny was our sweet cockatiel with soft orange cheek patches. He loved to whistle his favorite tune every morning when the sun came through the window. He would tilt his head to watch us cook, perch gently on our fingers, and greet us with a soft chirp whenever we walked near his cage.

He was more than a bird; he was our daily joy. The house feels so silent now without his happy little song.

We got a custom acrylic standee of Sunny and a leather portrait charm. The acrylic piece sits on our kitchen counter, where he used to sing to us, and the small leather charm hangs on our bag, so we never leave home without a piece of him.