For weak and feeble men
And for your pet
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When I was a kid we had a great little parakeet, his name was Kevin. He had a cage, but we let him fly around in the house - no weird diaper needed. We also had a collie dog. Our parakeet knew to steer clear. Our neighbors also had a parakeet. My parents agreed to take care of it while they were on vacation. Both birds flew around the house. We went out, came home, Kevin was in his cage, but there were feathers all over my parents bedroom. Our dog had eaten the neighbor’s bird.
Neighbors came home from vacation. My parents explained that their parakeet had grown ill, rushed it to the vet, but it had tragically died. So sad. )-8
Couple weeks later my grandmother who lived with us and was getting on in years, ran into the neighbor wife and told her she was very sorry that our dog had eaten their parakeet. (-8