Our mom actually put us in the cat carrier this morning!!!! And we had to stay in there for a while, then we went to the vet's office and he took us out, one at a time (we will admit that he was gentle), and he scissored our wings!!!!! Yikes!!! Mom told the vet how smart we are, and that Roger can talk and sing, but he refused to do it for the vet. That's how mad he was!!! Now we can't fly and poop on stuff in the room. Mom is happy, but we are not!
Love,
Milly Cockatiel
PS Will someone please come rescue us from our evil mom???
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