I am sure you have all heard of an angel falling from the sky. Well that is how Skyfallen got her name. I was out for a stroll with several of my pets and I look up because I feel like I hear something falling from the sky. There she is, a broken wing literally falling out of the air. I don’t know how it happened but there she was. I raced to catch her so she did not hit the ground.
It was a long road to recovery and in that time she grew to be part of the family. I still don’t know how her wing was hurt but I wasn’t going to complain about it, it was like a gift from above.
Eventually her wing grew to be healthy again and with that she could fly. Rather than leaving us all behind she decided to stay. So now when I pick apples I have a little birdy to help me knock down the best ones at the top I can’t reach. At least the little birdy gets part of the apple pie.