My sworn enemy. He hates me. Well...he hates everyone but as someone who wishes that every animal loved me I hate that he hates me. He lunges to snip my fingers off. Even when I'm not taunting him and I only taunt him because...he hates me.
This is Vincent. Lovingly and affectionately referred to by Mark as "Vinnie" and "Little Chicken". Vinnie gets more gifts from Mark than I ever have. Sure Vinnie's gifts range from pieces of banana, tortilla chips, hummus, peanut butter, sips of cranberry juice, and even some naan but to a parrot that is all gold and diamonds. So to summarize: I am jealous of a parrot.
1 comment:
Oh, you love him!
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