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teacup of sunshine
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Join Date: Mar 2008
Location: curator of the WTFbus museum
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Sep 22nd, 2010, 07:08 PM
My brother offered to burn him, but that sounded suspiciously like "Set sister's dead pet bird on fire and play with it", so I said no. I buried him with an old brass bell he loved. The other one died at the same time as my last parakeet (???), so I buried those two together.
My pulmonologist told me I can't have birds anymore because they raise hell with asthma.
The vast majority of my animals live to senility, barring one catastrophic treefrog colony loss, so I must be doing something right.
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