Snow

The weather was on & predicting snow. My mother hates snow. So, as she walks by me with Niles sitting on my shoulder, she cries dramatically, "Don't snow on me!!!!!" & on cue, Niles does a big shake & a cloud of bird dander goes wafting toward my mother.

I love my bird. I love all the animals here. And their weird relationships.

An odd sort of harmony . . .