by PammyMcB

Damien came home from work one evening. He said, “Momma, Stewie must like me or something.” (Stewie is a bird at the zoo that Damien works at). I asked him how he knows that Stewie likes him, and he replied, “He jumps on my shoulder every day I’m in his cage and serenades me while I weed and feed and water him. I kind of like it, and I don’t even mind it when Stewie poops on my shoulder.”

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