Adam’s little black chick (not even fully grown). She must have gotten something that made her sick. We think poison (either mice poop, snail, fertilizer or something….) Can’t figure what yet, cause we don’t poison and haven’t for a looong time. Dodge and Angel had gotten into the same thing, but Dr. Holladay was able to save them. Frizzy was just too little I guess. We tried everything though.
Adam was pretty sad, and all day has been bringing her name up out of blue and talking about her being dead. 
Fresh out of the Priority mail box July 2007
Adam’s favorite (and Mommy’s too).
She loved to perch on our arm!
Thanks Granma Holladay for trying!
Oh, I am so sorry. Poor little guy. It is such a hard thing to see a child have to learn about sorrow.—Shannon
aww! I am so sorry! What a bummer! Give Adam a hug for us!! :(. But we are glad he got his scooter back!
So sad. Poor Frizzy. Is Adam doing ok? How about Mommy? Not fun to loose a pet, especially your favorite one!
Adam we are so sorry about Frizzy Lizzie! 🙁 I’m sending you a big hug right now!
I love you!
Aunt Sarah