Cyrano . . . at Food
& at Play


Dad and I eat french fries.  McDonald
fries are my absolute favorite . . .
but come to think of it, that's the only
kind I've ever had!
I have become an expert at feeding myself
french fries.  The longer they are . . .
the better.

This is my new play gym.  I hated it at first, but now you can't get me off of it.
I have so many neat toys to chew up, and I can hang upside down on the rope,
and eat goodies out of my bowl.  I sit with dad while he pecks away at
his computer.  I'm not sure what he is doing, because mom makes
my Web Site.
 


 

This is just a cute picture mom took of me today, showing all of my raggedy feathers.
She thinks I play too rough in my cage, because I keep breaking them.
Aren't birds supposed to play?  All those prissy birds with pretty feathers
must not play very much!!!
 
 

        

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