Tuesday, December 13, 2011

The Misadventures of Poopoo

Poopoo, the only living pet from when we lived with Mom in high school, has been living with my brother ever since he moved out. She's about 8ish years old, maybe a little older, and she's got a ways to go in dove years.

Anyway, over the weekend, she gave us a scare. She suddenly fell to the bottom of her cage (which, usually, when birds do that, it means insta-death) but it turns out, after a vet visit, she broke her wing. So now she looks even goofier than normal in a purple cast.