Ok, so it has been a while since I wrote about "the Bird". But here is a cute story.
Last night, "the partner" decided that the Bird needed a shower. He decided this because Rick has this habit of going for a bath in his water bowl and making a real mess. The bird loves to get wet and take a "shower". He actually says "shower" every time he hears the water running. So the partner takes out Rick's spray bottle and sprays him down. The bird is loving this, flapping his wings and getting all kissy-lovey.
When done, the bird is soaking wet, his feathers are so "scrinkled" (?) that you can see clear down to his skin. At this point, you realize just how weird a bird looks - they have the strangest little bodies, with the scrawniest of necks.
At this point, the bird is all happy and giving us kisses and spending long amounts of time preening his feathers getting all nice and "pretty" (he also says "what a PRETTY bird" into the mirror). So I walk up to him and he puts his head down to let me kiss the top of it, which he loves. And he quietly says "I love you".
And I smile.
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