This past Easter, I gave Pearl’s grandparents (aka the “Tall Tree” and the “Small Tree,” aka my mom and dad) a soft pink felt Easter basket.
Once a certain feathery someone discovered it, ownership was quickly transferred under the longstanding rule of “What’s Yours is Mine.”
Since then, he has been nesting daily (see Day Seven), awaiting a suitable candidate.
Parrots, of course, are proactive – impatient – by nature.
Recently, when results did not arrive quickly enough for his liking, the search was escalated to the next level.
