I just found out that the Foundation I had to give my bird to, whom I dearly love, might be adopting him to someone's daughter at the Foundation. I was told Bing would be at this place for at least a year so I could stop by anytime and visit plus he would be in shows so I would get pictures of him.

I have now lost my home, my husband is taking my kids (due to my illness) and now I have lost my precious bird.

I am not sure how much more I can take, before I break into tiny little pieces.