Friday, March 7, 2014


So a couple of phone company guys were just here doing some work. It's really exhausting when strangers like that come to the house. I have to keep any eye on them to make sure they don't do anything predatory, keep my feathers fluffed up to enhance my big and tough look, and squawk loudly at regular intervals, just so they know who's boss. And then they have the nerve to ask my person: "Why doesn't she say anything?" What do they think I'm saying with all that squawking? "I'm a big tough parrot so you'd better not try anything!" Of course.

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