My father came home yesterday from his week in Florida. He was supposed to be home around 2, but missed his flight, because uh, he forgot when it was ( Read more... )

Yesterday I woke up and heard my father downstairs talking in a weird, cooing voice. Like he was talking to a dog, but that seemed unlikely so I thought maybe it was one of my young cousins. I went downstairs to discover there was a parakeet on the shelf ( Read more... )