Mark the Quaker
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| Meet Mark, who is quite possibly the
world's naughtiest Quaker parrots. Mark picked me out of a local pet store when she was
about a year old. She ran down her cage to attack me as I walked by to look at the
Conures. I was so smitten by her ladylike behavior that I read up on Quakers and brought
her home two weeks later. In the three years since then, Mark has grown into her role as
head of the household and supreme ruler of all she surveys. |
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Always happy to lend a helping beak,
Mark "inspects" my new curtains from the inside. (At least the holes don't show) |
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| After extensive Jedi training, Mark
takes on Darth Vader. |
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Mark takes a bow.
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Here's how Mark uses her Happy Hut. She
spent days wedged up there, making Swiss cheese out of it. By the time I took it out,
there was more fuzz on the floor than on the hut. She never did sleep in it. |
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Write Mark care of her servant Joanna.
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