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Last week my mother worried that my beloved Sophie Dophers might learn some bad habits from the Damn Cockatoo ©. I said, "Nah, she's too precious and sweet and angelic! She doesn't have a (very) naughty feather on her body!"

Haha. Mother's last words. 

Sunday morning James and I brought her into bed to hangout and play. Whaddya know. She began Charge of the Light Brigade toward poor Micah, who had, for the past several hours previous, been peacefully sleeping. First she bolted onto Daddy's chest (he was lying down), and then she began banging her beak against him while SQUAWKING! and flapping her wings. Finally she flapped and banged so hard she flipped over and off the side of him! LOL! 

Immediately she darted toward Micah, who stared at her, bleary eyed, wondering who on earth had the gall to disturb his quiet slumber(!). She pulled up just short of him, attacked the bed spread, banging her beak and skipping with her wings flapping, as if to say, "MOVE IT BUSTAH! IF YOU DON'T I'LL DO THIS TO YOUR EAR!!!" 

Then she cautiously inched closer. (He is, after all, four times her size -- or more!) He glanced up at us, back at her, evaluated the beak size against the fact that he lacks claws, and jumped off the bed. 

She raced/skipped/flapped her wings with her crest up back to Daddy's chest and did a victory dance, complete with more Squawks!, ceremonial dancing, wing flapping and beak banging. Then dove into his neck for cuddles and kisses. "I'm big bad monster birdie!!"


At least she doesn't bite!!

Whoops. She just ate my neosporin. While sitting right next to me. If I have kids they won't make it to their fifth birthday.


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June 2010



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