This has nothing to do with the post, but I had to share this with you!
We inherited a bird last month from my grandmother, and I'm pretty sure the thing is the spawn of the devil. Her name is Barney, and she actually HISSES anytime I get within four feet of her cage. Like, rears her wings back and full on, Velociraptor hisses.
This morning she did that when I walked past, and I realized. Barney is my Frank. I can't get rid of her, because my grandmother loved her, AND YET I THINK IT'S EVIL.
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Aw...
I'd share mine with you, but you might take it a bit... personally. *giggles*
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You make me laugh when you call something a punk. Tickles me so. x)
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Are you at ALL surprised? Of course not. Wonder twin powers and all that jazz.
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*Snorfle* Thats my excuse too, although replace German with Scottish *grin*
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We inherited a bird last month from my grandmother, and I'm pretty sure the thing is the spawn of the devil. Her name is Barney, and she actually HISSES anytime I get within four feet of her cage. Like, rears her wings back and full on, Velociraptor hisses.
This morning she did that when I walked past, and I realized. Barney is my Frank. I can't get rid of her, because my grandmother loved her, AND YET I THINK IT'S EVIL.
*grins* I thought you'd appreciate that story.
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Oh. My. Goodness. I do appreciate that story. And the fact that I don't have to feed Frank. :D
And he very rarely hisses.
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