“When I awoke my eyes opened on two gray eyes in a white stroobly head. Small pin feathers were sticking out of the stroobly down, like feathers in an Indian quiver. The big blue beak curled down in a snarl and up in a smile. ‘Oh, Frightful,’ I said, ‘you are a raving beauty.’”
— Feb 01, 2021 04:43PM
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