this post about him several months ago. Cleveland has a beautiful singing voice, and when he begins his melodic arias each day, it's like the entire house is filled with the essence of Spring!
But Cleveland's joyful trills are a bit deceiving. Although he is provided daily with fresh water, a variety of delicious foods, fun toys, and a bright, sunny location from which to sing, Cleveland worries. A lot.
I forget about the One who watches over me, the One who is my protector. The One who will defend me, and keep me from harm, and make sure I am clothed and fed. The One who weeps with me when I cry and worry that things will never get better, even though He knows they will.
I'm a lot more like my little canary than I care to admit, actually. He and I both have it way better than we'll ever know.
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