my first bird was executed by lovely brent - who left the door open while he was housesitting, while we were in St. George (of course).
he thought he could be sneaky and buy me another bird and i wouldn't notice. however, the first hiccup was blue, you notice this one is....green.
brent's a smart one he is.
the second hiccup got his cage knocked over and he escaped into the wilds. where i'm sure he's still happy. maybe he started the whole feral parrot population that plagues the foothills?
Ah, Sweet Hiccup. May his soul rest in peace. Or whatever.
I remember that T-shaped bar (background) as well. And of course the Chinese elm. The backyard looks so different with a playhouse and no big tree smack in the middle.
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okay i have to comment on my poor hiccup.
my first bird was executed by lovely brent - who left the door open while he was housesitting, while we were in St. George (of course).
he thought he could be sneaky and buy me another bird and i wouldn't notice. however, the first hiccup was blue, you notice this one is....green.
brent's a smart one he is.
the second hiccup got his cage knocked over and he escaped into the wilds. where i'm sure he's still happy. maybe he started the whole feral parrot population that plagues the foothills?
Ah, Sweet Hiccup. May his soul rest in peace. Or whatever.
I remember that T-shaped bar (background) as well. And of course the Chinese elm. The backyard looks so different with a playhouse and no big tree smack in the middle.
the t-shaped bar was part of the old clothesline -it was fun to climb on it.
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