Friday, September 19, 2008

Cry for Help


HELLO, IT'S ME, DECIBEL THE PARROT!

AUTUMN HAS ARRIVED IN THE GREAT BLUE NORTHEAST!

HOW COME I'M STILL ON THE FRONT PORCH? IT'S COLD OUT HERE!

THE SPARROWS HAVE FIGURED OUT HOW TO SNEAK INTO MY CAGE AND EAT MY FOOD!

(THE SQUIRRELS FIGURED IT OUT LONG AGO.)

WHAT'S GOING ON HERE? WHERE'S ANNE? WHERE'S HEIR? I KEEP CALLING "HEIR! HEIR! HEIR!" I HAVEN'T SEEN HEIR IN WEEKS!

IF MACAWS WERE SUPPOSED TO LIVE IN THE GREAT BLUE NORTHEAST, WE WOULD BE HERE!

SO COLD. SEND SEED.

FROM DECIBEL
SQWAAAAAAAK! IT'S TALK LIKE A PARROT DAY!

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2 Comments:

At September 19, 2008 , Blogger THE Michael said...

Decy, this is what you get for being so vocally obnoxious........

But don't worry, Anne loves you for some ungodly reason, and won't allow harm to befall you......

 
At September 20, 2008 , Blogger yellowdog granny said...

need another parrot so you can cuddle up against her..

 

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