Suddenly in the middle of the intersection at busiest time of the day there was another Missy in the front of my feet. However it happened. Now we have two birds. Missy is still one of the kind. We have to look close to tell them apart when they are standing still.
Missy is more animated, more friendly and still our favorite.
Whenever I look at Casey I can't help but wonder how to explain unexplainable. You have failed only if you don't try. Your dream if you believe in it and peruse it to the extremes will be reality. It is easy to give up. I remember my boxing days, when sometime the 10th round seemed as long as eternity.