reminds me of the crow in the movie Secrets of Nimh (I think) that loved "sparkly's'"
i put my diamond ring in my pocket now during "chicken time"... they are well set, but I do NOT want to search chicken poo praying that it will someday come out... with my luck, it never would, but the chicken who might eat it would probably be able to grind up all manner of crazy things...
i think my birds identify me by my braid (???) it's braided everyday after all, but for real?? you don't know me when my hair is loose? really??? you don't know my voice??? my routine movements??? they run to the furthest corner and will not accept treats from my hand! and when i come back later all braided... it's like "MOTHER!
Where have you BEEN??? Got any raisins on Ya?"
hmmm, nothing here...
...nothing here either... what gives?
Hand Em Over!
i put my diamond ring in my pocket now during "chicken time"... they are well set, but I do NOT want to search chicken poo praying that it will someday come out... with my luck, it never would, but the chicken who might eat it would probably be able to grind up all manner of crazy things...
i think my birds identify me by my braid (???) it's braided everyday after all, but for real?? you don't know me when my hair is loose? really??? you don't know my voice??? my routine movements??? they run to the furthest corner and will not accept treats from my hand! and when i come back later all braided... it's like "MOTHER!
hmmm, nothing here...
...nothing here either... what gives?
Hand Em Over!