I now star in my very own video on You Tube. My Dad made the video. It is inspirational, as well as very good because, well, because I am the star.
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Today we are joining Brian’s Thankful Thursday, with special thanks to Brian for hosting it!
I am very thankful that Chia has brought out the playful puppy in our 11-year-old senior citizen, Riley. With no more pain in his ears, his eye ordeal over and won, a big change in his diet (Healthy Kitchen Human Grade dog food), a regular routine, his own pack, and a one-year-old pup who wants him to play, he is so much healthier and happier. We love our big sweet boy.
We are happy to join The Cat on My Head for Sunday Selfies.
Xena: It’s selfie time and I think it’s Riley’s turn. Now where did he go? Ah, there he is in our favorite red chair. Ri! Wake up for your selfie! Riley! *click*
That didn’t work out so well. Guess he forfeited his turn. I think that long mess called Chia is next in line for a selfie. I know she’s around here somewhere; she and Lucy were just playing. Or maybe I should say she was just grabbing Lucy’s face and stretching the skin as far as it would go while Lucy pawed at her to get her loose. Oh! There they are.
Well, so much for either of them doing a selfie. At least Lucy still has a face. *click*
I guess it’ll be my turn after all. But first, I wanna tell you about Chia “grossing Mommy out.”
Mommy was sitting on the rug on the porch, taping down the edges so that Chia couldn’t turn it over and tear it up. She got one side done and put her hand down on the rug to lift up to turn the corner. Her hand pushed on something soft and small and kinda gooey. Chia had killed one of my lizards, and it was laying there without it’s tail. I’ve never seen Mommy wash her hands for so long.
A few days later Mommy and Daddy were having lunch on the porch, and Mommy had laid her eyeglasses on the table while she ate. She looked down and saw a “twig” on the floor. Chia’s always bringing sticks and stones in from the dog lot, and Mommy picks them up so she doesn’t eat them. She realized when she laid the “twig” on the table that it didn’t look quite like a stick. When she put her glasses on she discovered it used to be a grasshopper, but now had no legs to hop.
If that put all kinds of icky image in your head, let me replace them with one of pretty little me.
Hoping you have a grossed-out-free week (which is much more likely without Chia around).
Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess
Today we are joining Brian’s Thankful Thursday, with special thanks to Brian for hosting it!
Daddy, thank you for sitting here on the arm of the couch so I have something to lean my back against. It’s mighty comfy here on my princess couch pillow.
Look at those two slackers. You’d think it was bedtime.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Well, I’m thankful for my sister Lucy and for Riley, too.
*yawn* Maybe it is bedtime. I’m thankful for my soft couch pillow and for my soft big bed I share wih you and Mommy.
Chia: Get outa the way, sister. I want that spot with my Dad. Move!
Xena: I can’t wait until that pup goes to the Manners Matter class with Mommy. She’ll probably have to take it about 87 times. Daddy, go ahead and put that long mess in my kennel for the night and I’ll meet you in the bedroom with Mommy.
Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess
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Chia: I’ll play with you, Riley, how Mom just showed me. Please don’t hurt me.
Riley: I won’t hurt you, hotdog. Just remember whose rope this is when we’re through.
Chia: I think I’m winning.
Lucy: I’ll help you, Riley!
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We all voted, and Lucy won the “Most Patient Dog in the Pack” title.
Ludwig: Monkey, what are you doing laying here behind the chair? Are you hiding?
Monkey: No, Ludwig, Chia dumped me here, and I’ve just given up. I’m gonna die and no one can help me. She’ll rip me open the same way she did the tape on the back of that chair.
Ludwig: Stay right here, don’t move. *thinking: who should I get, who can help him? The stuffie Support Team!*
Lambie: Monkey, my dear friend, what’s wrong.
Monkey: I was hiding out on the big bed from Riley. It was working, too, ’cause he can’t get up there anymore.
I was happy, daydreaming about the good old days many years ago when the boys were little and played with me all the time. Yep, those were the good old days. The dogs, Sammy and Freda, were never interested in me at all. I just played with the kids all day.
And now, I’m gonna die, I know I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die, I know I’m gonna die, I’m gonna…
Lambie: Please stop saying that, Monkey. We all have our time, but it’s not your time yet. What’s wrong?
Monkey: Did you see what Chia did to Eleephant? I’m next.
Xena: That wasn’t Chia. Eleephant got these injuries long before even I was born.
It was probably Riley, and now he’s focused on loving his own stuffie, Reindeer. Ain’t it somethin’ what love’ll do? You need to stop this silliness and go play with your friends and stop interrupting my Sunday Selfie.
Lambie: Come on Monkey. Do you want to go play outside for a while?
Monkey: Maybe. Let’s go quietly while Chia’s sharpening her teeth on that bone. I don’t want to draw her attention to me. Or we could just sit here together and watch the birds and the squirrels and the people and dogs walking by. Thanks for being my friend, Lambie.
We are happy to join The Cat on My Head for Sunday Selfies.
As I was leaving my dermatologist’s office I saw this sign posted by the elevator.
This is probably due to this complex being an offshoot of Erlanger Medical Center, named after the Baroness d’Erlanger. The cornerstone for the Baroness Erlanger Hospital was laid in 1891. In 1899 the $50,000 hospital opened with 72 beds. Soon after its opening, Erlanger formed one of the state’s first nursing schools and developed a partnership with Chattanooga Medical College, now the University of Tennessee at Chattanooga.
Mommy, this is supposed to be Wordless Wednesday. You’re as barky as me!
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Today we are starting with the founder and original author of this blog, our Angel sister, Lexi the Schnauzer.
Now we each get to take a turn so there’s no resentment or fighting. Since I, Xena, am the schnauzer who inherited this blog, I get to go next. Yesterday I got my monthly groom and weekly bath so I could look nice for you.
Don’t you just love how Mommy made my picture extra special to make me the focus of your attention?
You wanna guess what happened next? All of a sudden, Larry the Lemur, who had been missing since June, appeared from a field of flowers on our back porch! But where did the flowers come from!?
I was never very crazy about Larry, but he seemed changed. He said he’s been hiding because of Chia. Yep, I get that.
And can you guess what happened next? Chia zoomed past me, grabbing up Larry on her way.
Larry’s worst fears came true. Chia’s mouth is open, ready to deadie my stuffie. It was like the movie Nightmare on Elm Street. Do you see him covering his head to try to protect himself? Chia wouldn’t give him up to Mommy, so Mommy pulled her tail. When she looked back to see what was happening, Mommy grabbed Larry and helped him find a high place to hide again. Hey Chia, that was your turn for your selfie, BOL!
Riley’s up next. Mommy gave him a bath in the big tub yesterday, and she hurt her back trying to get all 75 pounds of him out of the tub. She told him he was on his own and left him there. Obviously, he did. (She’s going to the chiro doctor tomorrow.) Anyhoo, Riley said it was his nap time, so just get this picture thing over with. Riley, you’re not gonna get very far with that attitude!
Riley: Grrr.
Xena: OK, big buddy, all done!
Finally, we have Lucy, who wanted us to make her picture pretty like mine.
That’s all of us! So, who do you think has the prettiest picture. If you vote for me, I’ll…
Lucy: Xena! You’re doing it again! It’s not a contest!! And there’s no voting, either.
Xena: Well, if it was, Chia would lose.
XOXOX Lucy, Riley, Chia and Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess.
Yesterday one of our close blogging friends crossed the bridge. Even though Pocket was a “mature” girl, no one, least of all her family, was ready to say goodbye. We offer our love and condolences to Pocket’s sister, River, and the rest of her loving family. Today’s groom is dedicated to you, Angel Pocket. May you run free with your sister Foley Monster.
Today’s groom (below) is JoJo, a precious Yorkshire Terrier.
You can visit Pocket’s family at Small Tails with your condolences.
Today we are joining Brian’s Thankful Thursday, with special thanks to Brian for hosting it!
Hi! Hi! Hi! I’m Chia!! And I get to write in the blog today. Woohoo! Every time I crawl in Mom’s lap and she has this puter thing there, I try to type on it. I use my paws and my nose and I know I could do it by myself if I just had half a chance. Phooey. But I’m here to be thankful today, and I am! I am thankful for my big sissie Lucy!!
Lucy plays with me and she lays with me and she tells me I am her own, woo, woo, woo…well, maybe not that last coupla parts. OK, here’s some pictures to prove it’s true.
I lay real close to Lucy in the big bed unless, of course, I have burrowed under the covers.
I’ve learned to lay on the pillow like a princess from my other, mean sister, Xena. (She chews bones I should have and won’t back down to me.) It’s best to lay like this when I have a pillow under me and Lucy to lean against.
Sometimes the pillow gets knocked on the floor and Lucy lays at that end of the couch. That’s when I just curl up with her like this. She makes a pretty good pillow, and I can even hear her heart beating. Or is that her tummy making noises?
Anhoo, I think I could write the Thankful Thursday every week!!
Xena: NO!
Chia: grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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Lucy, Ace Reporter here on the Groom Beat with another new groom.
Hi folks! It hardly seems like it’s been only a week since I last reported on a new groom — yet here is a new one yet again. And, once again, this pup’s mom was referred to us by one of our current clients. Lily is a 2-year-old shih tzu who couldn’t get in to see her regular groomer for 2 months. Here’s what she looked like when she arrived at our door.
She didn’t weigh more than three or four pounds, just a wee bit of a girl with more mats than anything. Groomer Mom felt her over real quick-like and delivered the bad news that she would have to shave Lily down (that’s a grooming term) everywhere – even her face. Her mom said to do whatever she needed to do, that she wouldn’t be upset.
Lily was a mover-around-the-tabler (that’s a reporting term) but a real sweet little girl. I thought you might like to see a mid-groom picture, too.
The part where the hair is close to the skin was matted like felt, so the shaving was real slow-going. Groomer Mom shaved a big tick off before she could see it, so she had to use her special tick tool to get the head out of Lily’s skin. Then she grabbed her super-duper flea spray as those nasty buggers started emerging from under all that matted hair.
Groomer Mom knew this wasn’t going to end in a pretty groom. But sweet Lily was going to feel so much better, and her Mom would have a blank slate to start with to keep this from happening again.
The new appointment she made for 6 weeks out would also be an important part of that, too!
To finish up, I want to report that everything has mostly calmed down around here. Our aunt and cousin have gone off to do whitewater rafting today before they leave out for home. Jemma has done well, and most of us have been real nice to her. Chia started nipping at her, so Jemma started nipping Chia’s butt, BOL! Jemma can whip around real fast like most dogs of that breed, so Chia doesn’t stand a chance. We aren’t sure if she understands that it’s her own fault.
Jemma: You’re a good reporter, Lucy. You tell it like it is.
Lucy: Thanks, Jemma.
Then we all got new, meaty stew bones to chew outside. Chia got in Xena’s face about it, and it turned into a real, honest-to-goodness dog fight! I stood back to let them sort it out, and the only peep to jump in and stop it was Mom.
Xena: She didn’t have to, I was whooping that little brat’s butt!
Lucy: Like I was saying, Mom grabbed Chia, but that pup is so long that she slipped out of Mom’s hands and she and Xena went at it again. Mom grabbed up Chia again and threw her in the kennel, getting a bad scatch on her leg in the process. Dad was sitting right there and didn’t do anything at all. Boy, was he ever in trouble when the dust settled.
Xena: That wouldn’t have happened if Mom had let me finish it myself! I’m in charge, and that long brat isn’t going to usurp me as alpha here.
Lucy: What about Riley?
Xena: I stay outa his way.
So, folks, that’s our calmer weekend. Hope your week includes only nice things.
Lots of licks and wags, Lucy, Ace Reporter
Lucy and Xena: There’s been so much going on that it’s going to take us both to tell y’all about it. First, we’ve all been itching. Must be somethin’ in the air or the grass or somthin’. Mom says that’s why we aren’t going for walks…
Xena: I’m the only one scratching sores on my face, so I’ve had to wear the plastic cone of excellence around my head.
Lucy: As you know, the Jewish High Holidays is soon upon us, so Mom’s been working a ton of hours. I think that is also why we haven’t been going for walks.
Xena: Daddy’s 97-year-old aunt in Fort Wayne, Indiana died, and he had to drive up there for the funeral. That left Mommy with the really old truck – older than Riley, even – that was having problems with something called a clutch. Mommy learned to double pump the clutch to change gears so she could get to where she needed to go. Personally, I think she should just stay home.
Lucy: So, with all her long working hours, she decided to leave work early on Thursday and make the almost hour drive to pick up our brother Adam. He was coming to stay here a couple of days for his birthday. She used her GPS to start out, and it told her there were bad accidents on I75 and took her a back way.
Xena: So there she was, double pumping away on the clutch when all of a sudden the clutch pedal just fell to the floor. She had never been in this part of Chattanooga. She was on a two lane road with only a narrow strip of grass to drift the truck onto to get it off the road.
Lucy: But Mom and Dad have a service called triple A, so she made the call and sat back to wait with a dying phone battery. The day was hot, so she rolled down both windows and hoped the exhaust from all the passing cars didn’t kill her.
Xena: Meanwhile, our Aunt Jenny (not Auntie Jen), who lives in Ill in Noise, was heading our way with her teenage daughter and dog, Jemma. They had spent the night in Ken Tucky after visiting the Mammoth Caves. Aunt Jenny said she would detour up to Cleveland Tennessee to pick up our brother Adam, who they had never met. Then Mommy called a neighbor friend who said she would pick her up at the car fixing place when she got there in the tow truck.
Lucy: The tow truck took almost an hour to get there, but the man driving it was very nice and he and Mom chatted the whole way to the repair garage. When Mom’s friend came to get her, she had their new daschund dog with her so Mom could meet him. His name is Jake and he is middle-aged. He is going to come over sometime to get a bath and nail trim! We’ll get a picture of him then.
Xena: Anyhow, everything worked out pretty good. Brother Andrew showed up with the DQ birthday cake right after brother Adam and Aunt Jenny arrived, and we had lots to jump off the bed and bark about all night with brother Andrew wandering around, heating up food and stuff like that. (Mommy was not in a good mood the next day.)
Lucy: So, Aunt Jenny and her daughter left for Atlanta on Friday, and we were in charge of taking care of Jemma. They said Jemma wouldn’t play with us, but we all knew that Chia would change that. We weren’t disappointed, either. They ran and played for a long time, then we all joined in and had a lot of fun. Sometimes Jemma got possessive of her harness and the room where her kennel was, but we worked that out without shedding any blood. She won’t use the doggie door and won’t do her buziness in the dog lot, so Mom’s having to take her out on a leash every time she needs to go potty. At least the weather is nice!
Lucy: Brother Adam was supposed to be back in the group home where he lives on Saturday, but Mom called and left a message that she was without a vehicle and it would be Sunday before she could get him back. (Dad will be home late Saturday night.) Then Brother Adam told Mom that he only had enough of his medicine to last through Saturday morning. That was a bad thing. He has to take his medicines every morning and night. I don’t know what will happen if he doesn’t, but it sounded like it would not be good at all. So Mom called the person over the home and said she didn’t know what to do. The nice person named Sharon arranged for one of the workers at the house to come out early Saturday evening with all the other guys that live there, pick up Adam, and take them all out to eat. Mom was both really suprised and thankful, especially since it is almost an hour drive each way.
Xena: In the meantime, brother Andrew let Chia out loose in the yard with him, not knowing Mommy had stopped doing that because of Chia “taking off.” Mommy realized this when she heard Andrew yelling for Chia. She went out and told him it was useless. Chia would come back on her own, as long as she didn’t get hit by a car first, but there was nothing else they could do. Andrew started walking the neighborhood calling for her anyway. He no sooner got back to the house than Chia also returned, just like Mommy said.
Xena: After solving problems and working from home all day, Mommy fed all of us first, cause she loves us most of all. Then she made garlic butter shrimp and steak for her and the “boys,” as she calls them, followed by ice cream cake.
That’s Adam in the pink shirt and Andrew next to him.
Xena and Lucy: Before bedtime, Mom laid down the law that it was lights-out-in-bed-time at 10:00, and they could go to bed earlier if they wanted, ’cause she sure was. Isn’t it cool how she can boss around big guys!? Aunt Jenny and her daughter will be back sometime today, and take charge of Jemma again. Dad will be back tonight and will get the High Holy Days booklet to print right –Mom’s spent way too much time on that! And “the boys” will be gone. Now Mom’s getting ready for a day of grooming dogs. Wow, it’s been hard keeping track of everyone. And the good news is the repair garage called, and there won’t be any charge for fixing the clutch. Less than a year ago they replaced a part of the clutch assembly, and that’s the part that failed. So the warranty will cover the cost of the replacement and the garage isn’t charging for their labor.
We’re exhausted. I think we’re going to nap while Mom grooms dogs that aren’t us.
XOXOX Lucy and Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess
Thanks to Shoko and Tyebe of the Canadian Cats and Nelly and Phenny of Easy Blog for hosting this yummy day.
My favorite summertime tea drink is a simple mixture of two different teas, steeped together and poured over ice.
No need to add sugar, as both the peppermint and especially the ginger teas have a natural sweetness. And they’re both caffeine-free, so enjoy them any time of the day.
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Lucy, Ace Reporter here on the Groom Beat with another new groom.
Hi friends and followers. It’s me, Lucy, here to show you another new pup who came with his brother and sister to be groomed. His siblings, Maggie and Bentley, have been here several times. They are the 3-year-old pups of Laila and Louis, who come to us very often.
The new pup is Tyrian. He is a chiweenie. His hair is naturally a little over an inch long, so he wasn’t a “mess.” But his folks wanted help with the shedding. The curry comb (that’s a grooming term) didn’t remove much hair, so Groomer Mom used a #7.5 blade (that’ a grooming term) and shaved him all over and neatened up his ears. Dad had to hold him to get his nails cut, then he settled down and stopped being afraid.
Groomer Mom noticed similarities in personality between Tyrian and Chia, and knew it must come from the daschund part of each of them. His eyes and the looks he gave her were almost identical to Chia’s. Mom said she has decided she really likes daschunds! We all like our own little half daschund an awful lot, too.
This is Lucy, signing off with wags and licks until the next great groom!
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Hi there, I – the Schnauzer Warrior Princess – get to tell our story today. Let’s continue with our tale about the Birds in the Parrot Mountain Bird Reserve. On Tuesday we showed you pictures of brightly colored macaws and of the pesky cockatoo named Rosy, and of course a nice picture of us at the end so you didn’t go away disappointed. We have more bird pictures and stories for you, and maybe even a bonus picture of me (and maybe Lucy or someone else in the pack, too.)
Let’s start off with this Timnah Parrot.
She was a curious bird. Doen’t she look like a sweet girl? Look at that beak. I think I would make a point to be nice to her.
Next is a Solomon Parrot.
She looks rather solomn. I wonder if that’s how that species got it’s name…
Here’s some more colorful Red and Green Macaws.
I don’t know why those two on the right were in a cage. The one on the left by himself looks really friendly. When Mommy offered him her hand to see if he wanted to perch on her, he gently touched it with his beak to say no without hurting her.
These Toucans kept each other company in a big cage. I think the Toucan on the right was sticking her big beak into the other one’s business. You know, telling him what he should and shouldn’t do. Maybe they’re married.
And I think the one on the left finally told her to shut up, that what he did was none of her business! Doesn’t she look startled?
Lucy: Why would you say that, Xena?
Xena: Because I like good stories. They’re everwhere. You just have to look for them. Now get outa mine, Lucy.
Toucan Sam was there too.
Mommy and Rhonda were looking for the area where they were supposed to use the cup of nectar they had bought.
This Yellow Crested Macaw helpfully pointed the way.
Next, Mommy and her friend Rhonda went into the section where they could feed cups of nectar to the little birds. They always have adventures when they’re together, and this was no exception. It started out with one little bird feeding from the nectar.
Then a second birdie joined in, but the nectar was all gone, so they started licking the sweat off her neck and shoulder.
Before she knew it, there were four baby birds licking her sweat and perching on her head.
Mommy tried to help her, but the birds only bit at Mommy and kept licking Rhonda. People lured two of them off with cups of nectar, and Mommy had to use her hand to swipe the remaining two off. They got out of there really fast after that!
I know you want to see a picture of me before we say bye bye. But Chia asked if I would put a picture of her in since she has been sick, and, being a good sister, I said yes.
Nice pose there, Chia!
Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess
Thanks everyone, for loving me and giving me all your POTP’s and prayers. It worked!
Good news! Chia’s had an upset tummy, probably from the raw bully horn, and that is all. No blockage, no pancreatitis, all systems normal.
After x-rays, bloodwork, and some rather “invasive” procedures she is very glad to be home and eating her supper.
With some holistic medicine from the vet to soothe her tummy, we’re hoping she is soon back to her happy, I-want-to-play-with-everyone-and-eat-everything self.
In fact, she started asking Lucy to play as soon as she entered the house. Then she cleaned her supper bowl
That was three hours ago and no ill effects. What a relief to know our precious girl is going to be OK.
With love and much thanks from Chia, Lucy, Xena, Riley and the Mom
Monday after I returned from my trip I gave all the dogs raw, frozen cow hoofs. Chia kept picking up the other dogs’ chewed hooves and scraping and eating parts of them. Since Tuesday she has been vomitting and not having any bowel movements. Oddly, she still seemed happy and active. Yesterday I cooked her chicken and rice, and she ate a little of it in broth. This morning she refused any food and is visibly ill.
I’m taking her to the vet on the way to work this morning, and praying it’s not a blockage. We want our healthy, bouncy, in everyone’s face girl back. I know your prayers, POTP, good thoughts will help. Later today I will let y’all know what happens. One thing for sure – no more cow hooves!
Amy
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Lucy: Our Mom’s home! (So’s Dad.) Dad got home Saturday afternoon in plenty of time to feed us our supper. Mom had everything all pre-made with instructions of what to add. He did a good job…16 paws up. (Me, Xena, Chia and Riley). In fact, he did a good job every morning and night until Mom finally got home around noon on Monday, just in time for our mid-day snacks. Great planning, Mom!
Today Mom wants us to share with you one of the highlights of her trip — Parrot Mountain and Gardens just outside of Pigeon Forge, Tennessee. It is a peaceful Bible-inspired garden & parrot preserve offering chances to interact with rare birds. Many of the birds are given to the preserve when their owners are either too old to care for them or by their estate once their mom or dad have crossed the rainbow bridge. Others are hatched there and raised by their own moms!
The weather has been very hot with almost 100% humidity. That, along with the fronds and trees and all the other greenery and the many birds who had their freedom to sit in trees and pn perches gave the illusion of being in the Amazon where many of them originated.
This Blue and Gold Macaw and Red and Green Macaw are two of the handsome birds who reside here. Can you guess which is which, BOL?
Some posts had the words, “Birds bite, do not touch.” Everyone was supposed to leave those birds alone except to just stop and look at them. For the rest, you could offer your hand or arm for the bird to step on if they wanted. Some did, others had had enough of it for the day.
This pretty Macaw liked Mom’s friend, who we will call “Rhonda.”
Xena: Why are we “calling” her “Rhonda?” That’s her name.
Lucy: Can you just go with it for once, Xe? It’s a literary style I’m trying!
Where was I? Oh, yes. This bird – whose name is Rosy – decided she wanted the clasp on “Rhonda’s” pack.
Every time Mom tried to get Rosy to step onto her hand, Rosy bit at her. It seemed “Rhonda” was going to have to surrender her pack! Then, she got the idea to turn the pack around…
She finally got the clasp away from Rosy and returned her to her own perch.
This yellow parrot was a friendly bird, but didn’t want held.
This Macaw had fluffed up all his feathers. I think this is where the phrase, “Don’t get your feathers ruffled” comes from!
That’s it for today. We’ll be back on Nature Friday with Rosy and the Gang with more pictures and stories from Mom’s visit to Parrot Mountain and Gatlinburg.
Love and wags, Lucy and Xena
Pee Ess: This is for everyone who came here to see us, not birds. Xena
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