We had a Labrador who died a few years back at the age of thirteen. I wasn't keen on getting another dog so my husband came home with Wilbur. He was a baby then, now three years old and has learned many words including now "Hello Sweetie" as well as "Gertcha", no swearwords thankfully. He loves to fly free for a while but throws a tantrum when he is carried back to his cage.
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I’m getting more interested in birds now, I think my prior disinterest was from early trauma. My mom raised canaries and cockatoos, and when she removed the cage drapes in the morning, the house was relentlessly cheerful.
