Thursday, March 4, 2010

I want this yellow birdie


I love him. He is pretty and yellow and he looks soft. I think I want him. I think I can snuggle him and lick him. What? What do you mean birds can peck? It hurts? Oh. But we would be friends and friends don't peck. Mess? What mess? Really. Seed and feathers and bird poop everywhere. Oh in the cage, and everywhere? Not cool. No I don't plan on cleaning it! That whole no thumb thing again. Why would you not clean it? Seriously. Momma you do too have the time to wash your face! I just think someone is a specie-ist. Groan- ya' lucky me you are partial to white fluffy Bichons. But you could make little hats for it! Why would me wearing a hat have anything to do with the birdie? You are just making this wayy too difficult and complicated. I don't think you want me to have my own bird.
Just a reminder... Quillah has her own bird and her momma is not "whining" about it either.

drats
'vie
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2 comments:

Mommy, I'm Home said...

I thought I wanted a bird too, 'vie. Then I went to the bird store and held one and the mean little thing tried to take my fingernail off. This was after it screamed in my ear for about 15 minutes. Really, birds are overrated. Stick to your fellow Bichons...

silvieon4 said...

I guess I will. Momma is not having any part of it. She keeps telling this horrid story about having one love bird peck the other one to death... buff to make you wonder why they are called love birds...