Okay. I can hear everyone now, but I must say it like it is. I think early-Hollies were better than early-Beatles. There. I've said it. May the hate mail commense.
But this, dear readers, is not the subject of my concern. I am concerned about one of my co-workers, Bianca. Yesterday, she called in asking for the day off because of a family emergency. She sounded near tears, but I assured her it was not a problem for us. I just hope she's in a stable enough state to work today. But I will offer to let her go home early. I am beginning to see what can happen with only three people working in the store. (And that's not per day. There are THREE employees. Period.)
Pip is doing well. He's happy eating the fruit flies. He's extremely jumpy when he sees me. I suspect that that will always be the case. Small frogs aren't exactly cuddling pets. But I love him anyway....
After a long period of not having any meal worms, I have been giving Ibby worms on a daily basis again. When I hand-feed them to him, he reverts to a baby, making a cute squawking sound, crouching, and fluttering his wings. Then he proceeds to snatch the meal worm right out of my hand as soon as it gets close enough to the cage. Oh, I got a parakeet playground for Ibby (and the budgies), but he's scared of it. So I'm getting him used to it by putting worms on it. Occasionally I just grab him and set him on the perch, but he immediately flies off onto my shoulder. It's wonderful that he can fly again, now that his primary feathers have grown back.
A couple days ago, I bought a new bike. I rode it to work yesterday. It was very tiring riding that three or four miles. Yes, I'm outta shape. But not for long! As instructed by Bella, I had to buy a helmet to go with it. So I figured if I have to wear a helmet, it might as well be a cool one. It's black with blue flames on it. Need I say more?!? There's a nice little room in our store that is perfect for storing it out of the sight of customers. Vince, my other co-worker, didn't even see it!
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