This has been long overdue. I still have the hardest time accepting my sweet baby girl is no longer here. I remember like it was just yesterday I was looking for a feathered companion at the pet store and she walked right up to me. She was still a baby so she didn’t know how to fly or communicate yet. I had to let her walk into my palm, which she did. My little pokemon “chose” me. She had the cutest little chirp and loved “bathy-baths”. I had to change my yellow hair color soon after she passed, as it was too painful of a reminder of her. Forever missing my little yellow ball of sunshine, I love you Pikachu.
