08/16/2026
Every time I start to miss Scrappy so much I can’t stand it, God comforts. This is Scrap’s favorite neighborhood bird, one that had never perched on our fence in the six years we’ve been here. Last week, he actually pecked on the deck door and then flew across a gorge that always fascinated Scrap. I felt like he was telling me our boy is safe on the other side.