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I'm hoarse. The "hearings" have been within 5 mis.. The neighborhood is tired of hearing "Boo" "Mama loves Boo" "Boo want a nut".... Thanks for support. It it important.

My son did everything possible (except what I told him..sorry, still raw). He contacted a local resident who specializes in lost animals. She has been very supportive. He is 6'6" so he was able to see the tree he went to but with no luck since it was almost dark. He went to every house in our neighborhood, put up flyers everywhere, contacted anyone and everyone. We have had several responses to the ad he placed. A man just called and had found a grey approximately 11 miles from here a month ago. Sadly, he can't be Boo. There will be motivation because there is a $1,000 reward. Haven't slept since I found out. Just see Boo's face. One large fear are the prey birds out here. On our property alone there is a resident owl and redtail hawk. The biggest fear however is his tummy. If he is still alive (please be so), he must be dreadfully hungry. Thank you so much for your support during this very emotional time. Boo did love to fly. He could hover like a helicopter over my finger when he would come to me. He REALLY wanted to fly. Too bad he just didn't make a victory loop and come back. Hope is high. Thank you for your support. It really helps.

Thank you Ms. Judy. We just received a call (from the ad we placed) of a strange sounding bird approx. 4 mis. from here. We fled the house w/pillowcase in hand, bell and lots of hope. Unfortunately though we are empty handed. We won't give up. Each passing hour lends itself to a smaller degree of recovering the baby boy. Again, thank you. We appreciate your true understanding.

This may not be the right place, but my heart is breaking. My beautiful "Boo" is gone. We have loved each other for 10 years. I made the mistake of leaving for a long weekend with my 26 yr. old son in charge (strict instructions DO NOT LET HIM OUT OF THE CAGE!). Well, the worst nightmare DID happen. Boo was let out of the cage and a door was left open to let a dog in. Boo is gone. This was last Sat. at 7pm. I wasn't told until I was on my way home Tuesday at 5pm. If I had been told, we would have turned around and come right back. The trail is so cold right now. He would have come back to my voice, I just know. The house is so "lonely". The tears pour as I write. Boo was so special. He spoke four (4) languages and "he knew" me. One time I was upset and crying as I fed him. He moved over to his feed bowl and twisted his little head and asked me "Are you Ok" "Boo loves Mama". He knew. The cuddles, the kisses, the daily rituals and all the surprises in between....he's gone. I've never lost a child but it would have to feel like this. A month ago I found my stallion who befriended me for 25 years in the pasture dead. Painful beyond. But he was 25 and he did pass quickly. All I can think of is my baby boy on the ground in the forest wondering, hungry, thirsty mumbling "nite, nite Boo"...I'll be back and Where's the mama." Could he come back? Of course his cage is outside on the deck, open and we've placed food inside and on top of it. Please help me pray my baby comes back. This is the most painful thing I've gone through. My biggest concern has always been what happens to Boo if something happens to me...