kitty food!
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onyxlynxx: I did remember to bring the tupperware container of Innova Evo over to your house, but I forgot to bring it in from my studio. It is on the table in front of the window, on the left-hand back corner (if you are facing the table). It's even labeled, in a shocking fit of organization. Feel free to go in and get it (the painting on the wall looks quite ferocious, but I don't think it will actually bite), or I will get it and put it on the table by the colorful monster. :) Hope I didn't wake you up too much. Hammers make great paintbrushes when one is pissy.
Gainsborough grumbled at me as I came and went tonight. She has realized that I'm an easy mark to scare. I'm going to have to remember to carry that extra pair of pants with me. :P Do you think your mom would mind if I renamed her Quetzalcoatl? It makes me want to come up with some way of giving her tasty produce treats without ever getting within three feet of her cage. Pulleys, levers, ringing bells.
Okay, I'm tired, I should go to bed before I'm tempted to turn your dining room into one large, Willy-Wonka style Colorful Feathered Monster-feeding contraption.
Tiramisu makes a great late supper.
This is what I face trying to go pee. Exaggerated for effect - I don't own any headdresses so fabulous.
For those not in the know - I am freaking terrified of parrots. It's not so bad while they are in their cages, but I can't can't can't take them out and free. Birds and I just don't relate. Give me fur, give me scales, fine (except larger lizards). Those birds, though. I'm looking into the eyes of the closest surviving relatives of the dinosaurs, and I don't think they've forgotten the days when mammals were useful mainly as toothpicks.
onyxlynxx: I did remember to bring the tupperware container of Innova Evo over to your house, but I forgot to bring it in from my studio. It is on the table in front of the window, on the left-hand back corner (if you are facing the table). It's even labeled, in a shocking fit of organization. Feel free to go in and get it (the painting on the wall looks quite ferocious, but I don't think it will actually bite), or I will get it and put it on the table by the colorful monster. :) Hope I didn't wake you up too much. Hammers make great paintbrushes when one is pissy.Gainsborough grumbled at me as I came and went tonight. She has realized that I'm an easy mark to scare. I'm going to have to remember to carry that extra pair of pants with me. :P Do you think your mom would mind if I renamed her Quetzalcoatl? It makes me want to come up with some way of giving her tasty produce treats without ever getting within three feet of her cage. Pulleys, levers, ringing bells.
Okay, I'm tired, I should go to bed before I'm tempted to turn your dining room into one large, Willy-Wonka style Colorful Feathered Monster-feeding contraption.
Tiramisu makes a great late supper.
This is what I face trying to go pee. Exaggerated for effect - I don't own any headdresses so fabulous. For those not in the know - I am freaking terrified of parrots. It's not so bad while they are in their cages, but I can't can't can't take them out and free. Birds and I just don't relate. Give me fur, give me scales, fine (except larger lizards). Those birds, though. I'm looking into the eyes of the closest surviving relatives of the dinosaurs, and I don't think they've forgotten the days when mammals were useful mainly as toothpicks.
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If she's out of the cage, I'll be in the backyard, in the dog house. I'm sure Sasha will protect me (by sleeping on me because I'm warm and squishy, of course).