Sep 25, 2007 14:42
Dear Lilly,
You've been sitting on my shoulder for twenty minutes now, and have had no interest in my glass of red koolaid until I picked it up to drink out of it. I would really appreciate it if you stopped knocking the envelope off the top of my glass to get to the koolaid. The envelope is to keep you from falling into my glass. Why is it you seem to think that anything that I drink must be good for you too? Stop it. I don't want to be trying to get red koolaid off your pretty white feathers. Silly Bird.
Love, Mom.
Post Script:
Please stop pooping on my keyboard just because you don't get your way. It's not pleasant for my pinky to be landing in a pile of poop that you landed right in the center of my 'enter' key. Thank you.