My dear pet and companion lovebird Igor died on Sunday at 1:26 am and I am not feeling funny in the least.
So for those of you looking forward to the next Constantine recap it may be awhile.
This was Igor. He was super special and the best little bird anyone could have. He came back from the brink of death virtually from day 1. I rescued him from a rather horrible pet store. He was bald and naked and it turned out that he had a dire virus called PBDF. PBDF is permanent and no one expected his feathers to grow back- but they DID. He lived for five years with me and he was spoiled utterly rotten. And I loved him tons.