what a sweet little being; after a few days he was learning to eat solid food and to fly... capt jack would chirp softly back to me, watch me paint, and land on my head.
i am afraid that my tiny, feathered jack sparrow was not charmed like the johnny depp version...
remember this little girl?
shelby like squeak toys!
oh, no... you guessed it... i couldn't talk to her for two days...
but on our front door, apparently an annual vacation spot, our happy couple is back...
thankfully, life moves on...
