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WB, it is amazing that we can come to care so much for such "minor" creatures. My sister had birds (after her rat & hermit crab phases). I still remember the pain both she and my mom went through when her cockatiel was basically sucked out the front door of her apartment. I also giggle when I think about that bird trying to hatch a chicken egg on the kitchen counter or when she used to try to sneak wine out of my mom's wine glass. The poor thing had serious issues.
When we got home tonight Nickolas immediatly took out all 3 girls. He gave me my curfew when I left. I fully expected him to still be on my chair with the girls when I got home. He was still awake, waiting for me, but sans rodents. He said he put them back when he got sleepy, but he wanted to make sure I got home on time. I did, and he went to bed a happy boy (hubby was asleep before I had left).
The girls are all a real joy. They are happy and enjoying us as much as we are enjoying them. Daisy is already beginning to respond to her name and Peach likes to be perched on my shoulder as I walk around the house. The more I think about it, the more I realize that I will be disappointed it Peach isn't preggers.
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