Friday, May 13, 2005


This is Leo. He flew into my in-laws' garage and when they recovered from the fright they caught him and put him in a cardboard box in the basement and fed him on the horse's sweet feed although I told them cockatiel food could be found in most grocery stores. When no one answered the ads they took out, we bought a cage and brought him home to be a buddy to Ezra. She hates him.

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