Today I have to tell you about my Bird toy. Mom brought home a toy that when you rub your hands together, the warmth from your hands causes the bird to chirp. Well, of course my big brother Buddy had to get way to rough with it and he chewed it and cracked it. I was able to play with it for most of today but just a little while ago, mom decided it was getting too dangerous with the cracked plastic and she was afraid I was going to get hurt chewing on it.
Now I don't quite understand all the fuss, but she had to take it away and she put it on the counter. I must have sat there and looked up at that counter for 30 minutes and she picked me up to show me that it wasn't there anymore. It didn't matter, that was my little bird buddy that I slept with for the last 2 nights. Kind of my security blanket type of a thing.
Anyway, I think Pop took it out to the garbage because I heard a chirp from the bag when he took the garbage out. They are also trying to get my mind on something else so I will forget it.
I wouldn't have written this but Mom and Pop both said that this night will probably be like the nights when Buddy and I get a steak bone and then we are up half the night because we think the other one of us is going to get the others bone. They think I am going to drive them nuts by worrying all night about the bird.
Well, I got news for them. Since they took it away, for safety or not, I am going to make this one of those nights. I always win.
I will let you know what happens in a few days.
Good night
