We Miss You, Crazy Eddie!

Note: Crazy Eddie is a cardinal.

Oh, crazy Eddie, what has happened to you? Every morning, you used to greet us by flying into the window pane on the side door of the garage. Somehow you always knew when we were heading out to work. (Of course, you flew into that window on the weekends too. Used to drive Monty bonkers! He would stare and stare at the garage door. Begging me to let him in so he could see who was making all the racket.)

We haven't seen you in months. We miss your mottled feathers, and you looking like you either needed to kick a drug habit or you had been in a street fight with the neighborhood cat.

You've been "replaced" by your son, Eddie Jr. But it just isn't the same. He doesn't greet us every morning as you used to. And his feathers are just too perfect.

Here's to you, Crazy Eddie, wherever you are!