Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Ode to caiques

Thomas had off yesterday and his car needed work, so he was at home with the parrots most of the day. When I got home from work, he was lounging on the couch with Beeps perched on his hand. He was singing a song he had made up with these lyrics:

Orange pants
Orange legs
Orange you glad I'm singing this song?

At least three of the parrots were glad he was singing this song, as Beeps, Rocky, and Max were all dancing.

His muse:Thomas declined my request to videotape the song for the blog.

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