After hugging my wife who was about to leave for her office, Ivan greeted me with meows and
figure of eight curls around my ankle.
Yingshiong looked at me from his flight room and flew about with excitment. Sorrowfully, I incarcerate Ivan for YS to fly out. YS did not fly to me yet on cue as expected.
This trip is made specially to walk Yingshiong into his next chapter. I first spend a few days with him and on Monday, he will be taken to Jurong Bird Park. Then in the evening, I fly back to Brisbane.
I waffled and flip flop between JBP or my friend huge aviary.
Between the beauty of living in dangerous world against the cocoon of a safe aviary of my friend
For him to engage in life/death struggle with all the magic or a safe existence
He will be living in the largest aviary in the world, the JBP waterfall aviary
I will be leaving apartment soon to buy YS succulent crickets. I will spoil him rotten over the next few days.
(editted and added on 17th Oct 2008)
I never got to writting that last farewell where I and my wife walked Yingshiong and handed him over to the Jurong Bird Park. The photos of that handover are still in my laptop and not posted up.
I made a few attempts to write. My writings are based on rewinding and replaying a mental recorder in my head , aided by the photos taken.
It became painful for me as Yingshiong got into my heart. Unlike Tinkerbell that I know I got to visit and will keep visiting, Yingshiong is shrouded in uncertainty.
So I never managed that final writeup of Yingshiong Handover.
Still, we did manage a visit to Yingshiong, and that writeup is here
Shama Yingshiong - Final Closure
My wife visit him in July 2008 just before she joined me in Muscat Oman. Her report is here