Thursday, August 18, 2016


Buried our little bird Sam today, we'd had him about 14 years.  We 'rescued' him from a pet store with no idea how old he was... he was a biter, he'd take a chunk out of you in a skinny minute, but we loved him anyway.  He never learned to talk, but he would make a smacking noise, if you said 'Give me a kiss... kiss... kiss'... and he'd bob his head and make his kissing sound.  I'll miss the little guy, and so will Rico... our Scarlett Macaw.

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