“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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One Step At A Time
“Good morning, Squeaks,” said Momanita as she tugged the blue cover from my rolly cage. “It’s a beautiful day outside. Later today I’ll go for a long walk.” “Maybe you could have walked BEFORE you woke me.” Actually, Cardinal’s birdsong woke me. We birds were noisy in the spring. I wanted to be outside, too,Continue reading “One Step At A Time”
Moving The Usual Around!
“Squeaks, I read about creativity and I found a way to move our writing into high gear,” Momanita explained. “Let me take a wild guess,” I said. “You Googled again.” To other hootmans this sounded like squeals and whistles, but not to Momanita. She MOSTLY understood cockatiel speak. I MOSTLY understood hootman talk. “It’s easy.Continue reading “Moving The Usual Around!”
Anita Borgo 