My bird scottie was a very nice bird. He had a painful life. First, I always used to play with him untill one day my dog bit off his tail. He got scared and flew into some T.V wires. A few months later he flew into a bucket of pine sol. He turned brown and I was very depressed. A few days later he died and I buried him. To my disgust I saw one of the garden workers digging up the corpse. He will always be with me in memory. I recently purchased a new bird named Kozmo. I hope he has a better life. So far it's going well but, wish me luck!
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