“Oh–mah–gah, Robin told me that Becky Beakman started hanging with the goth kids and got her beak pierced and dyed her feathers black and now her mom grounded her and she can’t leave the nest until she changes back to her normal colors!”
It’s just a phase, Sharon H.
Just wait until they start with the prank phone calls: “Is your refrigerator running? Then you better run after it.” I am soooo dating myself with that one. π
How about “Do you have Prince Albert in a can”?
I was actually going to use that as my example of a prank call but I didn’t think anybody else would remember it. π
I was thinking along the same lines!
And that music they listen to. Like, really, they call that music?? It just sound like noise to me.
When’s the pillow fight?
They just gently toss themselves at each other. They’re already feathered.
Peeps, I have sad news. Duckie had to be re-homed, on orders from my doctor. My breathing problems were being aggravated by his birdness, and I had to give him up.
Oh no! π
Oh that is very sad. I’m sorry. Would any type of bird be a problem?
I know I’m okay with roast turkey.
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I didnβt know one could have respiratory issues due to a bird. Sorry to hear this because I know you were excited to be given the boirdee and looked forward to training and spoiling him.
Oh, Duckie, I’m so sorry Little Duckie had to be re-homed, though I know it was the best solution for your healthβno small matter! Bibi sends hypo-allergenic puppy kisses and I send non-fattening cyber-chocolate.
I’m sorry, that has got to hurt more than the breathing problems.
Awwww. Sorry Duckie.
Oh darn Duckie! That really sucks! But yes, your health comes first. I am sure your wonderful neighbors are disappointed too. βΉοΈ
So sorry to hear that, Duckie. But you know your health has to come first and I’m absolutely sure you found him the best possible home.
Duckie, add me to the list of folks wishing you well and expressing sadness on your having to rehome your new little friend.
I want to see them do “Light as a Feather, Stiff as a board…”