Letter to Parrot
May. 27th, 2008 08:37 pmDear Sophia,
You are my angel girl, my heart on my shoulder. I miss you so much when I'm at the office--I feel like my arm is missing when you aren't there to opine on my doing. Every morning I whisper a promise that someday I will work part time or fully from home--mostly because I miss being with you and your sibs so very, very much.
I'm sorry you tasted soap. Yes, I know it doesn't taste very good. I didn't put it in your path, nor did I expect you would hop down from your perch in the bathroom and lick it. It really isn't necessary to beak everything in your path--some things have a nasty bite. Please keep this in mind for the future.
Dotingly,
Mommy
xoxoxo
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Dear Athie,
Please stop coming to me when you are with Daddy. Daddy loves you more than you could ever know, and would be heartbroken if you switched loyalties. I like you, but you are his baby.
Scritches,
Mommy
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Dear Petey,
I've had you now for almost a year. You are my pint-sized angel boy, and I will always cherish the trust you have given me. I love how you cuddle. You are a sweet, much beloved addition to our little family. If you could, please stop eating the roses, orchids, gardenias, and bougainvilleas. Daddy isn't believing me anymore when I say I pruned.
Much love,
Mommy
xoxoxo
You are my angel girl, my heart on my shoulder. I miss you so much when I'm at the office--I feel like my arm is missing when you aren't there to opine on my doing. Every morning I whisper a promise that someday I will work part time or fully from home--mostly because I miss being with you and your sibs so very, very much.
I'm sorry you tasted soap. Yes, I know it doesn't taste very good. I didn't put it in your path, nor did I expect you would hop down from your perch in the bathroom and lick it. It really isn't necessary to beak everything in your path--some things have a nasty bite. Please keep this in mind for the future.
Dotingly,
Mommy
xoxoxo
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Dear Athie,
Please stop coming to me when you are with Daddy. Daddy loves you more than you could ever know, and would be heartbroken if you switched loyalties. I like you, but you are his baby.
Scritches,
Mommy
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Dear Petey,
I've had you now for almost a year. You are my pint-sized angel boy, and I will always cherish the trust you have given me. I love how you cuddle. You are a sweet, much beloved addition to our little family. If you could, please stop eating the roses, orchids, gardenias, and bougainvilleas. Daddy isn't believing me anymore when I say I pruned.
Much love,
Mommy
xoxoxo