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Some days are tougher than others.
Heck, some years are tougher than others.
This is when we need small daily doses of brightness, goodness, sweetness, the most.
Let’s say you wake up one morning and your entire small round feathery body has decided it is a good day to molt.
You are not in the mood to molt.
You were not consulted on this decision.
You are tempted to feel really (REALLY) grumpy about it.
But then your large featherless assistant notices you looking a bit down in the beak as one feather and then another starts the long, slow migration down towards the ground.
She is overcome with “cuteness” (a real occupational hazard) and knows exactly what will set things to rights again.
One of Grandma’s “special biscuits.”
The biscuit won’t stop the molting, of course.
But it sure takes your mind off the state of falling feathery affairs for awhile…and makes you feel oh so very warm and full and loved.
Pearl, Malti, Bruce & their mommy