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The annual town fair was on this weekend~ The bird club was having a display of all these really rare and odd birds you can't normally buy in pet stores, and my caseworker, Lisa, made the mistake of letting me keep "a few" birds.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. 8D

So now I have two baby ringneck doves. They just fledged. They're pink, with soft brown wings and a distinctive black stipe on the back of thier necks. You're supposed to keep them in an aviary, but I don't have one so they spend thier time following me around the house and perching on my head.

And pooping on my floor and shirt.

Lisa isn't pleased at aaaall. xD But now they're my baybees~


Certainly don't feel very manly though. Walking around with two pink doves sitting all over me, but whatever. I called the boy one Lace, and the girl one I haven't thought of a name for yet. Think for me, people. 83
EDIT: I decided to call her Pickle. Haah. xD

Also, bumper cars are great. This year, my little sister brang her new boyfriend, and of course like every loving brother would, I made his evening hell. I thought he'd never step into a bumper car again after what I'd done to him, but by the end of the day I'd flirted with him, kicked him in the shins twice and stole his wallet, and he was still on pleasant talking terms with me. So yeah, he must really like her, so I guess he passes.

But I really want to try picking that freckle off his arm again. Gods that's addictive. ._.

~Taru