It's October.
This doesn't always have to mean much. The last few years, it's meant I miss my parrots. Katie died two years ago last week. Aliz died one year ago this week.
I have in my bedroom a
muluccan cockatoo. This is the heaviest parrot in the world (the longest is a type of macaw). Big and bulky. Nothing like my tiny little gray, Katie,
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