My oldest human sister bought me an amazing gift!
It sounds like a real bird, it flops like a real bird and tastes like a real bird.
I LIKE IT!
Mom is always taking the real birds away from me. She says I can’t eat real birds only mice. She then puts the real birds somewhere….I look but I can never find them.
Wherever Mom puts them I hear Mom say—“Now you are safe! Heal quickly and fly away.”
I have to really attack this bird so Mom will leave it alone.
BIRD! BIRD! BIRD! BIRD IS THE WORD!!!!!
TLC










































