My daughter’s parakeet died today. It is strange, no matter how many hamsters, gerbils, lizards, guniea pigs, hermit crabs and other critters you bury, it is always a sad day.
I was grilling on the deck and popped in to say hello to “Pete” who had been chirping up a storm a few hours ago. Initially, I didn’t see him and then made the discovery. I am not one to really beat around the bush so I called down and let her know that Pete had died–not really knowing what…
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