I wake up to "Cheeter-cheeter
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hehehe... Reminds me of when I had Peetree.. Except it was my dad talking to Peetree & Peetree talking back. Peetree had a good set of lungs on him. & we learned when he was hungry, when he wanted out of his cage & when he was looking for me.

Just wait till he learns how to fly & then starts dive bombing u for food. Its a blast... hehehe.. Peetree injured his tail bone or something like that because his tail didn't grow out right, so stopping was something he wasn't very good at. But he loved getting pony rides! or I should say doggie rides... hehehe Max loved him alot. I taught Peetree to chase Max when Max got too close to him, only cause if Max stepped on him, he would have been flatter then a pancake.