I think my bird is working a second job...... as a VooDoo Priestess. Today I caught her stealing the garlic from my molcajete, flying up to here favorite spot on the etagere, and patrolling the edges whilst waving the giant clove all over the borders and glass - even around the huichol hat that she has pretty much mangled.
She looks a little startled here:
mid-voodoo spell.
I wish she would figure out how to majic away all that bird poop she leaves up there for me. Or make me taller so that I don't have put up scaffolds and rig guy wires to clean up there.
Meanwhile, Sterling is attacking the organic shallots with gusto... maybe to ward off those vampires and werewolfs I've seen lurking under the furniture with the ghost turds.
Now Jess is strafing me.Neat-O. I got metaphysical birds.
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