he sings and chatters to me when i'm farting about down the garden and i put him food out on a little tin plate i nailed onto a fencepost. i reckon i could get him to feed from my hand if it wasn't for my stupid sprout brained fenton chasing anything that moves.
Posted By: Tombs, Apr 29, 09:52:17
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