“Good morning, Squeaks!” said Momanita. “Should we have Cheerios to start our day?” Momanita shook the cereal box. The oat circles rattled me awake. “Cheerios, right after a belly rub. I itch.” To other hootmans this sounded like squeals and whistles, but not to Momanita. She MOSTLY understood cockatiel speak. I MOSTLY understood hootman talk.Continue reading “Time For A Change”
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Anita Borgo 