Hi! My name was Bernie.
My story is a bit different
from most of the other FIDS.
I hatched in the wild and was
smuggled to the US. Many of
us wild-caught guys don't
live...Would you say I was
lucky? I was here on earth
for 27 years.I was physically
abused had a ruptured airsac
and I plucked most of my tummy
feathers, but I was a happy guy
for all that. When the phone
rang I yelled HELLO!!!
and if you left the room
I yelled BYE!.
I loved bananas so I was
forever asking if people
wanted a banana (hoping
they'd take the hint, ya
know...)

Bernie left Knapptime for the

Rainbow Bridge June 10th.
During his last days he was
surrounded by all the people
he loved and by all the
feathered friends he'd made.


This has to be the hardest
part of rescue. I can make
it without a new pair of shoes
or paying all the bills
on time.


Part of my heart went with Bernie.