bird, it’s a bird, it’s a super bird! Birds Birds Birds!!! Why not Dogs Dogs Dogs? Really!? What is up with that?
Look at me, people! It’s me, Maezi. I’m incredibly cute – so – I don’t lay eggs – big deal. Don’t get me wrong – loooove the birds. Love the eggs. Really, I do. I patrol the Predator Preserve, I check the yard, I look out for hawks & I listen to all that “twiiirping”. And the whole bird fight thing – weird, heart pumping – in a bad way. I’m really glad they’re all ok.
But gee whiz, can’t a girl get some attention? I’m feeling a little neglected. I’ve gone through I don’t know how many bones, just waiting for Auggie to have some play time.
It’s “Oh, how beautiful the eggs are”, “Oooooh, what are we going to name them?” Well I have some suggestions! How about giving me a plush toy bird so I can make it sing?
