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Blue Bird

You greet me with a happy chirp when I walk into the room. I see your head turn and you puff up. You're such a pretty bird. When I stick my hand into the cage, you fly and land on the right side of the cage. Then I extend my finger as I reach farther into the cage. That's when you jump onto my hand. You chirp and I call you pretty bird. I motion for you to hop off my hand. Blue bird, you are a really good friend. Such a pretty bird... 8-27-15

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Date: 2/24/2017 6:22:00 AM
Great dedication.
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Date: 3/3/2017 10:51:00 PM
Thank you very much!