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Re: So here I am doing my nails...

Posted by Micky on 3/14/07
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    On 3/14/07, KittyJ wrote:
    > And Bokka runs across his cage and peers down at me, I
    > turn around and this big black beak and feather head is 6:
    > from my head. LOL. Whoo what a shock. I heard feet running
    > across the bars of the cage but didnt know he'd be 6" away
    > from my head in that short amount of time just to check if
    > I was going. He doesnt like clippers or nail filers. He
    > had very bad experience when he was back at his former
    > people's home. They would clip his nails with dog clippers
    > untill his nails would bleed, then run his feet under cold
    > water :( Also did the same to his beak, no semptic powder
    > or anything :( So now whenever I just barelly clip his
    > nails enough so they are not too pointy and overgrown, he
    > screams for each clip that nips away at his long nails.
    > Last night I clipped his nails, and didnt give in when he
    > would try and wiggle away or anything. I had to hold him
    > under the blanket. He was very patient though, though he
    > wanted to bite the clippers each time. But then I started
    > to file his toes after the clippings and he actually liked
    > it and I was ableto have him on my lapped while I file
    > down nails. lol. He is sucha cutie pants :D

    As I read it i can now see it.There's the respect that makes
    calamity of so long a life; for who would bear the whips and
    scorns of time, the oppressor's wrong, the proud man's
    contumely, the pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay, the
    insolence of office, and the spurns that patient merit of
    the unworthy takes, when he himself might his quietus make
    with a bare bodkin? Who would trade farts with bears, to
    grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of
    something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose
    bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will, and makes us
    rather bear those ills we have, than fly to others that we
    know not of?