Anyhow, Mom and I went to see her
in San Mateo. Lucky me, I got the sofa,
in the room with THE
BIRDS!! I thought they were a little noisy when they greeted us upon our arrival. She puts a sheet thing over the cage at night. Then, next morning, BEFORE COFFEE, she takes off the cover, and OMG, they began screeching AS IF THEIR TAIL FEATHERS WERE ON FIRE. It was actually painful for my ears. I'm thinking my sister's become a masochist. I asked, "doesn't that bother you"?