Here is the legacy of my little green chicken:
She loved to rush out of the cage and onto your finger... and up your arm.
She was up to all sorts of adorable shenanigans, like running up and down perches.
She enjoyed dancing in the spray of my showers.
She took to new friends almost immediately :)
And she always returned your call (or played whistle games)
You will always be fondly remembered, Shanks. Thank you for all you have taught me.