Ms. Wee chewed one of her perches. She reaches down under the top perching place and chews the wood dowl rod. It got thinner and thinner. Yesterday it broke and, with a loud squawk and wings flapping, she went tumbling. Then she walked around with a confused look trying to find her perch. So, a trip to Home Depot, and a few manipulations later, Daddy has made her a new perch. She loves it. It is quite a bit taller than the other. When she is on it, we can look almost eye to eye. Almost. She thinks she is Ms. Hot Stuff now.
"Look at me, how high I am now. I'm special. Wanna see what I can do?"
"Check out my gorgeous wings."
"Oh, I just think I'm so pretty. Just tell me 'pretty wings' and what you see is what you get."
Now, wanna hear her scream? Heh Heh