“Good morning, Squeakers!” said Momanita. “I hope your winter cover kept you cozy.” Last night Momanita tucked a heavy blue blanket around my rolly cage and wheeled me near the radiator. I fluffed my feathers to capture air. My body heated it and warmed me. The fluffy blanket blocked drafts. It also blocked the sunlight.Continue reading “Water, Water Everywhere”
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Warm Wishes
“Brrrrrr! Good morning, Squeaks, it’s a frosty morning!” Momanita tugged the blue cover off my rolly nest. “It’s a frosty morning AND an early one!” To other hootmans this sounded like squeals and whistles, but not to Momanita. She MOSTLY understood cockatiel speak. I MOSTLY understood hootman talk. Frosty mornings, rainy mornings, windy mornings, MomanitaContinue reading “Warm Wishes”
Anita Borgo 