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